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.

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

like it wasn't Tobias she had to worry about anymore. It was me.

defensively, dropping her hands." You

to one to control my temper, but it

hand up. Until

my blood

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 she drained my magic, she would have

He said three words in front of others today,

his eyes or

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

"I marked him; I swallowed some

a relieved sigh. Good. Tobias didn't seem to agree, and his shoulders curled so slightly that if I didn't know

able to feel it if it was

Hurting me.

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

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

and killed her, but no one knew how. I wouldn't have thought doing something so horrible with a single hair was

see and talk to

can observe." The doctor tried to step forward again, but Tobias bared his

touching my blood. Your healer 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 the

as I swung my legs

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

weight on her good leg, her prosthetic on display with the shorts she had on. But it was how healthy she looked that

couldn't imagine how easily

Killian

Just feeling a little under the weather. " My forced smile didn't appease them

or was being controlled, but the other party

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 protection enchantment on their

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