Pixies Might Like Claws (Pixie Pink Book 2) by D.N. Hoxa

Author:D.N. Hoxa [Hoxa, D.N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: D.N. Hoxa
Published: 2022-07-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I put the last of the salve I’d made with Mom’s recipe on the wound on my arm—the only one that still needed it. Everything else, even the deep cuts in my thigh, had closed completely, and now they were just pink lines with some purple and yellow bruises around them. The ones on my face had almost completely vanished, too—you couldn’t see them unless you knew they were there. And after sleeping for about ten hours straight, I felt like a completely different person. Reborn. Improved. A pixie who could actually grow weeds.

I thought yesterday was going to be the longest day of my life, but it wasn’t. After I grew that weed on the rooftop, I tried to grow more. It worked—only slightly because I was too focused on growing. Not enough of my attention was in my emotions.

But that’s what triggered it—I was sure of it now. My emotions, good or bad, as long as they were intense enough, propelled my magic and gave it strength. Of course, I’d still need to do tests, but I finally felt a little hope. I finally felt like I could actually get somewhere with trying. As much as I wanted to call my mom and scream it at the top of my voice to tell everyone, I didn’t. I stopped myself—I would wait until I knew more. When I could actually get my magic to work through will, not just emotions. Because that’s what pixies do.

I’d tried so hard all day that by nightfall I’d been exhausted. That’s why I fell asleep at ten p.m. and didn’t wake up until eight. Now, as I got myself ready for work, I looked at myself in the mirror and I looked…alive. My eyes were wide open. My cheeks were a bit pink, which, as much as I hated it, suited me perfectly. Even my hair was glowing differently, though I hadn’t done anything else to it other than blow dry it.

“Today is going to be a good day,” I said to the mirror with a cheeky grin. I grew my first weed. What could possibly go wrong?

I found out the moment I stepped out of my apartment and my phone rang.

I thought it would be Hunter or Patricia or even Eva, calling to ask if I was coming in today. I planned to not pick up because I wanted to just show up and surprise them with some large lattes, but instead, the number that was calling me wasn’t one I knew. Could it be maybe the research crew? I had their number, but maybe one of the agents was calling me personally? Maybe they’d already figured out Crackdown?

“Good day,” I whispered to myself, my heart racing as I rushed down the hallway and hit the answer button on the phone. “Hello?”

“He’s not waking up.”

I stepped out the doors of the building and froze in place, my mind blank for a moment.

“Derek?” I’d never talked to him on the phone before, but it sounded like him.

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