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.

off the bed to stare at the wide-eyed, young healer. The others were more experienced, but something about Flora told me she

Tobias she had to worry about anymore. It was me.

defensively, dropping

to control my temper, but it was no use. I was angry with myself, which wouldn't change

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

thing I needed was someone else taking my blood and

it 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

three words in front of others today, the most

If I couldn't see his eyes or feel him in our mate bond, I wouldn't have been able

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

marked him; I swallowed some of his blood.

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

would have been able to feel it if it was something

Hurting me.

was the wrong choice of words for Tobias to hear, and he rubbed his hand over his mouth. He didn't believe her, and I reached up and touched his side. "It wasn't the blood," I assured him. "Trust

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

doing something so horrible with

to her... if

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

no point in me being here." No amount of tests he could run would be able to locate the curse Rona was

I swung my legs over the edge of the

entered 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

Cora. The middle-aged woman had her weight on her good leg, her prosthetic on display with the shorts she had on. But

couldn't imagine how easily

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

head. "Nothing happened. Just feeling a little under the weather. " My forced smile didn't appease

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

charm that I did. After the 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 a

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