Chapter 125-1
Kiana
“I give up.”
Irene smiled at me like I was a petulant child, maybe because I was acting like one, and gestured
to the candle again. “It’s only been an hour, Kiana. It’s a little early to be giving up.”
Only an hour? It felt like we’d been at it for days. Lunessa, Irene, Janelle, and even Ava were all
circled around me in the woods. Willa kept her distance, but I could feel her closeness. There was
a flat boulder in the middle with a single lit candle on it. My instructions were simple.
Put out the candle, and they didn’t mean with my breath or a snuffer. Frankly, that would have been
easier.
“Maybe my magic doesn’t put out fires. Have you ever considered that?”
“Every witch can call on every element, to some degree,” she said easily. “Learning to put out a
single flame is one of the earliest forms of magic we learn. I imagine it’s easier for children.”
I glared at her. “That’s a little insulting.”
“It’s not meant to be, Kiana,” she laughed. “Children are naturally bonded with their magic. They
bond with most things. Just like you were bonded with your wolf as a child. Bonding as an adult is much harder. Experiences cloud our judgment and create blockages. None of us thought it would be easy for you. Today, all we’re doing is trying to find your trigger.”
Right. Trigger. Irene and Lunessa could put out the candle by simply asking the fire to extinguish
itself. Janelle could do it by imagining a line of water from her finger to the wick, and Ava sucked
the air away from it and suffocated it.
That particular little trick was a little terrifying.
I’d tried off all of those. It most certainly hadn’t worked.
“They called null witches chaotic witches because their magic was so different,” Lunessa said in a thoughtful voice. “Of course, nulls either did not want to share their magic or other witches did not care to learn because there is no information on how nulls used their magic.”
Pointing her finger to the candle, she muttered some words under her breath as she waggled her finger back and forth. It didn’t light, as I expected it to, but it did blaze in a lovely shade of blue and
green.
“You’re particularly good at undoing spell traps, but I assume you haven’t tried it since your magic
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has been unlocked. I want you to try and walk us through it.”
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She wasn’t wrong about adult experiences blocking us. I immediately wanted to balk. Why would she care how I undid a trapped spell unless she wanted to create one that I couldn’t handle?
The Crone’s face filled my mind.
Kill her.
“Kiana, I am not her,” Lunessa said firmly. “You can quit growling at me. I am your friend, and I have
only ever tried to save you.”
I hadn’t even realized that my wolf was growling at her. Quickly, I soothed her and took a deep breath. “Sorry.”
“You’ve experienced a lifetime of trauma in a series of memories. It’s going to take time to unload all of that,” she said kindly. “There’s no reason to apologize.”
“Right. Well, I can tell that there’s a spell there because it’s colorful. Magic is an array of colors for me. It’s very pretty,” I admitted with a smile. “For spell traps, the colors are tangled together, like threads. When I focus on them, I can mentally untangle the threads and then absorb them.”
“Absorb,” Ava repeated with a frown. “Like stealing magic?”
“I don’t think so. I couldn’t do anything with the magic before. I just absorbed it, and it went dark,” I said uncertainly. “But I haven’t done anything since my magic was freed.”
Irene shook her head. “It’s doubtful you can use it. It’s not your brand of magic, so it probably just dies with you, but now is the best time to find out. Go ahead and undo Lunessa’s trap.”
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