The Beast And The Blessed

Fifty-Eight: Joselin

Joselin's P.O.V.

Cyrus threw up for a long while. The healers pushed me aside when it went from stomach acid to blood. As much as I detested vomit, even though I was able to hold back some of my own, I stayed. He needed people, and I needed answers.

A line of sweat appeared across his forehead, and every time his eyes instinctively closed as he lost his stomach, he would jerk them right back open. He hadn't been kidding about the darkness he saw when he closed his eyes.

He looked haunted and terrified. The man, who typically looked like a teenager, was nothing more than a scared little boy right now, and it broke my heart.

Tobias had his chest to my back with his hands on my hips. While half of my mind was on Cyrus in bed, there was nothing I could do until this wave of nausea passed.

The other half of my mind was zeroed in on how Tobias had his thumbs sliding along my waist to show that he supported me.

It was so comforting, but I was still waiting for him to tell me that I smelled different or that he could hear or feel a little heartbeat inside me. I wondered if he would know before I did since I was stalling.

Once again, I pushed aside those thoughts. I didn't have the courage to take a test right now, nor did I have the time to run to a store, get one and then take it without anyone seeing me.

Deal with Cora first.

I had to keep reminding myself to stay on task. Cora was the threat here; the potential of a baby inside me was not. It was a distraction, one that I could push aside until I received confirmation that it was even true. Until then, I could continue to pretend it wasn't real and focus on the actual issue.

When the healers stepped back, they looked uncertain and uneasy. Flora's hands were up like she was backing away from a rabid animal and looked exhausted.

She had healed him several times, but it hadn't held. Trauma and magic were powerful things.

of water. He took a large sip, gargled it, and spat

I fought back the bile pushing its way up

worried, I also sensed his amusement at my statement. I needed to get answers and get the hell out of this room

I would look weak, and it would only raise suspicion.

of disgust as he moved his tongue around his mouth, more than likely still tasting his vomit. His lips pursed, and his eyelids lowered as his stomach jerked as if he were going to gag again, but instead, Cyrus took a deep breath

more delays. We needed to be ready to take action as soon

was trapped. I had been able to talk to her, to Rona. I don't know how it worked, and it was only for a short period." He looked off into the distance, his eyes staying open abnormally long between each blink as if trying to avoid returning

feel relieved. I knew she was a terror as a kid, and I assumed that Cora controlling her had been recent. So, I still wasn't a huge fan of

but Rona had been resisting, fighting against her. She had been using Cora's leg to track her. Rona was trying to find out what Cora was up

This was it.

shuttering as he swallowed it. "Rona suspected that Cora was after me after you brought me back here. That's why she was so determined to find out what I was. Rona didn't want my power for herself; she just wanted to find Cora's weakness. She wanted

bed to stay out of the way

words about Rona, but I didn't want to upset Cyrus even more by speaking so ill of someone he had bonded with before they died. They may not have been friends or anything more than that,

facing me." A tear leaked from his eye, and he wiped it away quickly. "The first attack hadn't been strong enough because she only had an item of mine that she found in my last hideout.

handed over to Cora by leaving it in my unattended tower. I knew I was already going to hell from my past actions, but those were

life would never

Rona woke up in her body, and it was like the wall between us had solidified. I could still feel her, but this time I could see through her eyes and feel her pain. We were trapped in her body, but I

around Cora for most of his life, but

could remember, and I had to wonder what else I had been

Rona, saying that she should have done what

him. "What had Rona been told to

at that point. I didn't even know if it was Rona pulling at the chains or if I was, but neither of us were strong enough to break free. I couldn't use my magic while I was inside

through his body and hit me instead of through Rona's to get to Cora. I wasn't even sure if that was possible,