Chapter 125-2
It was a simple spell trap. Only two colors and not much variation between them. Six strands that I
could differentiate.
“You said you mentally untangle the knots. How are you doing that?” Lunessa asked softly.
“I…” I shrugged. “I don’t know. I just do.”
“The intuition is so strong that you don’t even think about it anymore, but we do need you to think about it,” Irene said with a chuckle. “Think it through.”
Annoyed at the interruption, and the thought of having to explain myself, I focused on the tangled
threads again. “I pull them apart like laces on a shoe. I’m not physically untying them, obviously. I figure out the rotation and then…oh.”
“Oh?” Ava repeated.
“I guess I’m not pulling at the threads at all. They’re dissolving and then drifting toward me. I’m…I
call to them. One little piece at a time.”
The spell broke, and I grinned. This was something that I could do, at least.
“Janelle, do you always use threads?” Irene asked.
She paled a little but nodded. “I do.”
“You both see magic as bonds,” Irene continued. “Kiana, you probably do it because of your wolf.
And Janelle, well, there’s probably a werewolf somewhere in your family tree.”
“But I tried putting out the candle the way she did it,” I pointed out. “It didn’t work.”
“No, but this is an excellent start. Now that we know how your magic might work, we can start
meditations to help you bond with it. Janelle will be very good at that,” Lunessa said with a tinge of
satisfaction in her voice.
Well, I’m glad they thought we’d made progress. I felt like this had all just been a giant waste of my
time.
We disbanded, and I walked with Janelle back to her room. Willa followed behind at a distance.
Apparently, she wanted to guard me without actually being near me, which was fine with me. “Will you be staying with us long enough to help me? Irene is pretty thrilled at the thought of you being
with us.”
“So she’s mentioned, several times,” Janelle chuckled. “Irene is a good woman. You’re lucky to have her as a friend. Yes, I imagine it’ll take some time for me to find my footing,” she admitted.”
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Helping you could help me. I’ve been struggling a little with my magic lately. Every time I do a spell, it depletes me, and it seems to take more and more time to regenerate. Irene has offered to help me with that.”
“Cool. We’ll just be a bunch of witches who hobble along together, I muttered. “So, you’re currently bonding with your magic.”
“No. Actually, I’m not. I’m facing the same issues that you are. Fear, but Troy and Lunessa are right. We shouldn’t have this magic if we couldn’t control it. I do need to learn to trust that, as do you. We can do it together.”
I sure as hell didn’t want to do it at all, and that reminded me. When we reached London’s house, I went in search of Saul and was pleased to find him and Finn together. Two was even better than
one.
“How’s Amelia doing?” I asked.
“I had no idea someone could get so focused on a computer. I had to practically force her to drink water,” Finn grumbled. “She’s currently asleep in Cindy’s room. Troy ordered me to take a break.”
“By break, he probably meant for you to sleep as well,” I pointed out.
“Too much nervous energy to sleep. Troy says we’re leaving as soon as Amelia is done, which could be tomorrow.”
Had she already gone through some of the packs? If Troy knew which ones, he hadn’t told me. “Willa, I’m with Finn and Saul. You can take a break. I’ll have Finn walk me back to Troy,” I told her.
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