The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 152

Forty-Five: Joselin

Joselin's P.O.V.

A ponytail.

A braid.

A bun.

A hat.

A fucking shaved head.

I could have done any number of things before going into Rona's house, but I didn't. I didn't think ahead. I didn't prepare. I went in half-cocked and risked everything.

Now it was coming back to bite me in the ass.

A hair. One hair.

This was Rona, I know it. The fucking she-devil was getting her revenge, and with a piece of my hair, when I couldn't do shit with her blood. Her fucking blood. Her life-source. It was infuriating that she was doing what I couldn't and doing it with so little.

"I need you to pull back." The healer, Flora, said for the hundredth time as she held her hands over me. Apparently, my magic, or magic in general, prevented her from seeing what was wrong. She said it was blocking her, like a wall.

Healers could see and treat injuries and damage to a living being. I didn't have an injury.

I had a vindictive witch trying to kill me from hundreds of miles away.

Tobias growled from my side, his hand still on my head, smoothing my hair back from my face like he was petting a dog. The hair I should have chopped off.

His demand for them to fix me without having to say the words was humorous, and if I weren't so angry at myself, I would have laughed.

Instead, I was fuming, my hands in fists at my sides with a healer rubbing her palms over my body, trying to find something...anything to keep the beast by my head from killing her.

I'm not doing anything!’ I snapped, my head lifting off the bed to stare at the wide-eyed, young healer. The others were more experienced, but something about Flora told me she was the one to trust. She was strong and had healed me after I was stabbed, she had healed Natalie and Killian several

looked terrified, like it wasn't Tobias she had to worry

wrong!" She insisted defensively, dropping her

down to one to control my temper, but it was no use. I was angry with

up. Until I dealt with Rona, they

needed was someone else taking my blood and fucking with

was true. They wouldn't find anything wrong because it wasn't my body Rona was targeting but my magic. The part of my soul that my kind can't live without. Once

asked, making everyone stop. That made three. He said three words in front of others today, the most he had spoken

terrified but was masking it with anger. If I couldn't see his eyes or feel

head. There was no way it could be. How could something as sacred as claiming

marked him; I swallowed some of his blood. It cant be

a relieved sigh. Good. Tobias didn't seem to agree, and his shoulders curled so

would have been able to feel it if it was something

Hurting me.

and he rubbed his hand over his mouth. He didn't believe her, and I reached up and touched his side. "It wasn't

I would have to go to her before I became too weak to fight

thought doing something so horrible with

needed to see and talk to her...

The doctor tried to step forward again, but Tobias

sick or injured, so there is no point in me being here." No

as I swung my legs over the edge of the

room with Natalie wrapped around his arm. Aurora was right behind them with the rest of the council. Aisha, Margot, and... Cora. They were right before me, alive and not trying to kill each other for once in

her good leg, her prosthetic on display with the shorts she had on. But it was how healthy she looked that confused me.

hit me this hard with just a hair, I couldn't

stepping away from Killian to approach me. "You had us all

"Nothing happened. Just feeling a little under the weather. " My forced smile didn't appease them as they watched

being controlled, but the other party involved

did. After the last war, when someone tried to control Killian and his sister Charlie, I personally checked and confirmed the protection enchantment

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