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Beth

Eleven Years Ago

“Bring him in here,” Beth said, opening the door to the guest room in the house. “Lay him gently on the bed.”

The tall, dark-haired man groaned in pain. His brown eyes fluttered open a minute and peered into Beth’s soul, causing a bolt of electricity to explode inside of her. She pushed the thought away as she stared down at the broken man in front of her.

“His name is Conner Curry,” the doctor said. “He’s too badly hurt. I can’t help. You’re the only one who can.”

“What happened?” Beth asked.

Gideon Foster, a bear shifter and rodeo clown answered. “He was on one of the bulls and had just made eight seconds when he was bucked off. Before we could get to him, he was trampled.”

The man’s makeup was smeared, and he wrung his hands together. “I called Doctor Jean since Conner is a wolf shifter.” He wiped his face, smearing more of his makeup. “I tried, but I couldn’t get that damned beast off of him. It was almost as though the animal was possessed.”

While everyone knew that the clowns entertained the crowd, a rodeo clown’s primary job was to protect the cowboys and cowgirls from the animals, especially during the bull riding and bronc events.

“He is suffering from multiple internal injuries and a lot of broken bones,” Dr. Jean said. “You’re his only chance of surviving. I would suggest that you try to heal his organs before I set his bones.”

Beth nodded, brushing a lock of her long, red hair out of her face. She closed her eyes and ran her hands slowly over Conner’s body, scanning his injuries. The healer witch was no stranger to broken bones and even more severe issues, but Conner was worse than anything she had ever come across.

“I don’t know, but I will try,” she said, quietly.

“What can I do?” Gideon asked.

“All the warm wishes and good vibrations you can send,” Beth said. “Leave us now.”

Dr. Jean put her hand on Gideon’s shoulder. “Come on. There’s nothing more we can do to help.”

With one last look at Conner, Gideon let himself be led out of the room.

“Alright, Conner. We have a lot of work to do here. You’re going to have to help me. You have to want to heal, no matter how much it hurts,” she said.

Beth closed her eyes again and put her hand on his belly. The bull had lacerated Conner’s liver and smashed one of his kidneys.

“If you weren’t a shifter, you’d be dead,” she muttered.

She lit a black candle to drive away all the negative energies surrounding her patient. Then, she lit white and blue candles to enhance healing. A red candle was lit to help both Beth and Conner use their strength in the healing process.

Beth took a deep breath and focused all of her energy and all of the energy around her on the wounds. Her hands seemed to snap with electricity as she muttered incantations beneath her breath.

With all the love in my heart and soul

I call upon the heavenly and earthly powers that be

To send down healing light and make him whole.

As I will it with all my heart, so mote it be.

She repeated the incantation several times. Beth pictured his kidney and liver healing itself. Combining her power with the shifter’s natural ability to heal faster than mundane humans, she could feel the organs start to mend themselves. When they reached the point that she thought that he had a chance to survive, she called Dr. Jean.

“I’ve worked on his organs. Do you want to come and set his bones now?”

“On my way.”

Beth turned her focus back to her patient. There were a couple spots where he was slowly bleeding internally. Using the last bit of her energy, she healed them. Then, she slumped down in the chair next to the bed, barely able to move.

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