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.

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 times, and we had all been very impressed with her until

to worry about

find anything wrong!" She insisted defensively, dropping her

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

stepped forward, and I put my hand up. Until I dealt with Rona, they wouldn't find

thing I needed was someone else taking my blood and fucking with me. "Don't bother. You won't find anything

magic. The

making everyone stop. That made three. He said three words in front of others

but was masking it with anger. If I couldn't see his eyes or feel him in our mate bond, I wouldn't have been able

shaking my head. There was no way it

be poisonous? "I marked him; I swallowed some of

relieved sigh. Good. Tobias didn't seem to agree, and his shoulders curled so slightly that if I didn't know him as well as I did, I might not have

have been able to feel it if it was

Hurting me.

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

have to go to her before I

wouldn't have thought doing something so horrible with a single hair was possible. But

and talk to her... if she was still

observe." The doctor tried to step forward again, but

said I wasn't sick or injured, so there is no point in me being here." No amount of tests he could run would be able to locate

sat up, and Flora stepped away as I swung

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

couldn't stop my eyes from going to Cora. The middle-aged woman had her weight on her good leg, her

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

away from Killian to

little under the weather. " My forced smile didn't appease them as they watched me

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

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 week to

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