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.

magic when 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

she had to

find anything wrong!" She insisted defensively, dropping her hands." You

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

my hand up. Until I dealt

someone else taking my blood and fucking with me. "Don't

targeting but my magic. The part of my soul that my kind can't live without. Once she

said three words in front of others today, the most he had

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

way it could be. How could something as sacred

"I marked him; I swallowed some

Tobias didn't seem to agree, and his shoulders curled so slightly that if

feel it if it was something

Hurting me.

Tobias to hear, and he rubbed his hand over his mouth. He didn't believe her, and I reached up and

didn't return 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 take me

Rona 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

to see and talk to her... if

to step forward again, but Tobias

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

sat up, and Flora stepped away as I swung my legs

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

good leg, her prosthetic on display with

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

happened?" Natalie asked, stepping away from Killian to approach me. "You had

the weather. " My forced smile didn't appease them as

was observing them just the same. We had already determined that Rona was either controlling someone or was being controlled, but the other party involved had yet to be determined.

Natalie wore the same charm that I did. After the last war, when someone tried to control Killian and his sister Charlie, I personally checked and confirmed the

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