Spellbound by Jean Copeland

Spellbound by Jean Copeland

Author:Jean Copeland [Copeland, Jean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781635555653
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2019-12-20T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fifteen

Raven stared at her naked reflection in the steam-streaked mirror. She traced her fingers over the gashes in her skin, wincing at the contact. The claw marks were healing, but they remained puffy, red, and swollen at the site of impact. She leaned forward, holding her weight on the counter after becoming lightheaded from the wave of pain and nausea that swept through her when she examined her wound.

After her vision cleared, she shuffled to her suitcase and gathered a few medical supplies. She pulled a gauze pad out and ripped the wrapper open, gently covering the gashes with the sterile material. She placed a few pieces of tape along the edges to secure it in place. She grabbed her almost threadbare Def Leppard shirt from her bag and carefully slipped it over her head, vigilant not to pull the gauze off with her movements. She sat on the bed and ran her fingers through her hair. The water droplets that fell from the tips of her locks and onto her neck helped cool the heat beginning to creep up her body from her efforts.

She picked up her phone off the nightstand and opened the notifications. I miss you so much, with a heart emoji. She had texted Hazel before she forced herself into the shower, not wanting her to worry, or worse, try to use her witchy powers to see what she was doing. She wasn’t sure if Hazel had those capabilities or not, but she didn’t want to take the chance. She read the message over and over again. The simplicity in the statement warmed Raven’s chest. Hazel missed her. Her thumbs hovered over the keyboard, trying to decide how to respond. She wanted to tell her that she missed her, too, that she’d thought about her every moment since they’d been apart. She wanted to tell her that when she was slipping into what she thought might be her final moments, Hazel was all she could think about. She stared down at the winking emoji that was coyly blowing a kiss and pushed the button, sending it into the text box. She only allowed herself a fleeting second to think about her soul not belonging to her. She pushed send before she could talk herself out of it. She shrugged and put the phone back onto the nightstand. It’s just an emoji; don’t overthink it.

She got the map of Roanoke from her bag, opened it, and smoothed it out on her bed. She needed to tell Morgan about the brand she saw on the hellhound, but she needed a little more information first. Raven took the necklace from around her neck and hung it over the map. She took several deep breaths and focused on the demons she needed to locate. The small stone spun in a large circle but didn’t slow. She shook her head and tried to refocus her thoughts. Again, after several deep breaths, she tried to clear her mind. Nothing.

Raven didn’t understand what she was doing wrong.



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