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.

Flora told me she was the one to trust. She was strong and had healed me

had to worry about anymore. It was me. I

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

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

the doctors stepped forward, and I put my hand up. Until I dealt with Rona, they wouldn't find anything. "We can

thing I needed was someone else taking my blood and

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.

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

but was masking it with anger. If I couldn't see his eyes or feel him

shaking my head. There was no way it could be. How could something as sacred as

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

his shoulders curled so slightly that if I didn't know him as well as I

feel it if it was

Hurting me.

he rubbed his hand over his mouth. He

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

no one knew how. I wouldn't have thought doing something so horrible with a

to see and talk to her... if she

basic, and you can observe." The doctor tried to step forward again,

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

as I swung

was right behind them with the rest of the council. Aisha, Margot, and... 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 attacking

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

from Killian to approach me.

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

same. We had already determined that Rona was either controlling someone or was being controlled, but 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 protection enchantment on their pendants at least once a week

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