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.

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 times, and

had to worry about anymore. It

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

I counted to ten before going back down to one to control my temper, but it was no use. I was angry with myself, which wouldn't change until Rona

put my hand up. Until I dealt with Rona, they wouldn't find anything. "We

I needed was someone else taking my blood and fucking

but my magic. The

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

I couldn't see his eyes or

head. There was no way it

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

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

able to feel it if it was something in your stomach

Hurting me.

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

before I became too weak to fight her. I wouldn't let that hag take

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 what she was doing to Cora or planned to do to

and talk to her... if she was still

The doctor tried to step forward again, but Tobias bared his teeth at the man

touching my blood. Your healer said I wasn't sick or injured, so there is no point in

and Flora stepped away as I swung my legs

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

and I couldn't stop 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

a hair, I couldn't imagine how easily she would

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

head. "Nothing happened. Just feeling a little under the weather. "

controlling someone or was being controlled, but the other party

to control Killian and his sister Charlie, I personally checked and confirmed the protection enchantment on their pendants at least once a week to ensure there was no risk

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