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.

the wide-eyed, young healer. The others were more experienced, but something about Flora told me she was the one

wasn't Tobias she had to worry about anymore. It

wrong!" She insisted defensively, dropping her hands." You aren't sick or

eyes closed, and I counted to ten before going back down to one to control my temper, but

Until I dealt with Rona,

taking my blood and fucking with me.

anything wrong because it wasn't my body Rona was targeting but my magic. The part of my soul that my kind can't

words in

it with anger. If I couldn't see his eyes or

was no way it could be. How could something as sacred

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

I let out a relieved sigh. Good. Tobias didn't seem to agree, and his shoulders curled so slightly that if I didn't

to feel it if

Hurting me.

rubbed his hand over his mouth. He didn't believe her, and I reached up and touched

soon to face me, I would have to go to her before I became too weak to fight her. I wouldn't let that hag

had drained her mother of her power and killed her, but no one knew how. I wouldn't have thought doing something so horrible with a single hair was possible. But if she could affect me this way, I couldn't imagine

and talk to her... if she

would be quite basic, and you can observe." The doctor tried to step forward

wasn't sick or injured, so there is no point in me being here." No amount of

stepped away as I swung my legs over the edge of the

behind them with the rest of the council. Aisha, Margot, and... Cora. They were right before me, alive and not trying to

my eyes from going to Cora. The middle-aged woman had her weight on her good leg, her prosthetic on display with the shorts she had on. But it was how healthy she looked that confused me. Was Rona only

it hit me this hard with just a hair, I couldn't imagine how easily she would decimate Cora once she

happened?" Natalie asked, stepping away from Killian to approach

the weather. " My

or was being controlled, but the other party involved had yet to be determined. Until it

last war, when someone tried to control Killian and his sister Charlie, I personally checked and confirmed the protection enchantment on their pendants at least once

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