A noise crashed through room, making my ears ring, and I shook my head. But I could shake my head. A moment later, the whole house shook. I launched forward as Adrianna was looking around, and I grabbed her necklace. I used the transportation spell to appear on the other side of her.
I called on my elemental ability to heat the charm up and melt it away. She cried out as I started to destroy the charm. Once charred, it fell away from my hand.
I spun around as she came back at me with the knife. I moved away in time, but she grabbed my arm. Pulling me back, she stabbed the blade into my side. I swore I felt the steal hit my ribs before she pulled it out. She laughed as I fell to the ground.
“You can’t stop me.” She laughed. “I’ll just make another charm. Like I have every time some little witch thinks they can kill me.” She went to lick my blood off the knife, and I smiled as I put a hand to my wound. “Fuck you.”
I laid my bloodied hand to the ground and called on my magic. “You can’t control me now.”
My magic pulsed, and I knew why. I was becoming weak. My magic was trying to protect me.
I was losing too much blood. I shoved all my magic into a spell to trap her in a circle. The door to the room burst open, and Oliver ran to my side.
“Trap her,” I whispered as my magic pulsed again. “Don’t let her…” The words died on my lips as my magic slipped back into me, and the world started to tip.
“Abigail!” My uncle cried as the darkness took over everything, and I felt my magic pulse one last time.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
No hospital machines beeped. No one spoke at the moment. If I hadn’t heard footsteps, I would have sworn I was alone when I woke up. A heavy comforter lay over my body, and I knew it wasn’t mine. Mine was worn, this one felt almost new. My eyes flickered open, and my body ached at just that movement. I recognized the blank walls of the guest room at Oliver’s house.
“Abigail.” Oliver almost sighed as he came over to the bed.
“I’m alive.” I sounded surprised, and I couldn’t help it. I’d felt that last call of my magic and remember Oliver right there. “Am I a vampire?” I ran my tongue over my teeth as the panic set in.
He shook his head. “No, you’re not a vampire. You are very much alive. Had I not been there, though, you would have died.”
“But I would have taken her out with me,” I muttered. “What happened to Adrianna?”
“She’s detained in containment and awaiting trial.”
“She used magic to kill.”
“No, she never used to magic to actually kill, just aid. She has a witness to that.”
I cringed. “The little girl?”
He nodded. “Hope. She was never given a name by her mother. Her mother despised her, but apparently part of the magic kept her alive when her mother tried to kill her.”
“What now?”
“Now she goes to the state, gets some intensive therapy, and hopefully becomes a productive member of society. The local Coven has stepped in to help.”
I nodded and sat up. “I’m still sore.”
“Abigail, you were stabbed. You’re going to be sore regardless of my healing.” He went to the side table and handed me a cup of tea. “Drink.”
“What happened? How did you guys get in?”
Oliver smirked. “A little blood magic and a lot of help. Nick, Merick, Liz, and I all helped break that circle down. And PIB blew up the door.”
“That provided the much-needed distraction.” I snorted and then flinched. “How are Liz and her sisters?”
“Jude and Gabby are healing. Liz is taking a week off to take care of them.”
“Good.”
“That leaves the paperwork for you and dealing with Nick.”
I sighed. “She left me with the paperwork?”
“She wasn’t officially on the case anymore, remember?”
I nodded. “That is a very good point.” I sipped the tea and sighed. “How pissed is Levi?”
“He’s not. He said it was better to go after Adrianna than Samuel.”
“Speaking off.” I touched the bite on the side of my neck. “This needs to be cleansed.”
Oliver sighed. “We should have done it before you went after Adrianna. Right now, you and your magic aren’t strong enough to handle that spell.”
“He’s in my head Oliver, we don’t have a choice.”
Oliver nodded. “I know, trust me, I know. You were speaking about him while you were sleeping. But I can’t risk killing you because of it. A couple weeks, Abigail. That’s all I ask you to wait. Let yourself heal completely and let your magic back into your soul.”
I knew that he wouldn’t ask unless he absolutely needed to wait. I sighed. “Okay.”
“Thank you.” Oliver gave me a small smile. “Drink your tea. I have coffee and pastries out in the dining room for us. Clean clothes are on the chair.”
I waited for him to leave before I got out of bed. I was thankful to find that someone had cleaned the blood off me, and in place of all the wounds were pink scars. I found a pair of yoga pants, a t-shirt, and undergarments. I got dressed and found my way out to the dining room, where Oliver kept good on his promise.
A big cup of coffee and a plate with a danish sat on the table. Oliver was sitting a couple seats away from the plate. He crossed one leg over the other and sipped his tea. “I’ve let Simon and Liz know that you’re awake. Levi will be stopping by as soon as the sun sets, like he has every night.”
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