Page 29 of His Blazing Witch

I hear someone's steps, but I'm still on the floor and a bit confused. I struggle to sit up, shivering a bit. Damn, that water was cold... and I'm soaked. More importantly, I suddenly realize my wrist is painful as hell. I gasp and look down, to find it's at a weird angle. Is it broken? That woman's moves were so smooth, I barely realized what was going on before she violently threw me over her shoulder.

"You–" I start, but she yells at me first.

"What the hell were you thinking?! Didn't we tell you to not use your fire? The first time we let you out, and you try to fucking kill someone? You damn witch, I shouldn't have listened to your sister!"

"Babe..." calls a gentle male voice behind her.

"Shut up, Danny. I'm not done with this witch. She is going back to where she–"

"I didn't do it on purpose!" I yell. "That guy hurt me, and I just... reacted. I wasn't myself."

She rolls her eyes, putting her hands on her hips. I realize she effortlessly kicked my butt while wearing some sexy slim jeans and high heels. The werewolf Alphas really are on another level of strength...

"You weren't yourself? You don't control yourself, you mean! Someone bumps into you, and you light your damn fire right away? You could have burnt the whole building down, killing people! Do you think we need a second time?"

I go white. No, not a second time. I suddenly realize what happened, and remember Amy's words. My fire has already killed people before. I mean, we are not sure if it was actually my fault, but... I can't ignore it. Selena is right. What were those voices? For a few seconds, I really wasn't myself anymore. As if something dark had taken control inside, and was pushing me down that line. It was really dangerous. If Selena hadn't stopped me...

"I... I'm sorry," I mutter.

"Sorry? Sorry, you could have killed people, or sorry you can't control yourself? I decided to trust you because Bonnie said I could, but now, I feel like you belong back in that damn hospital!"

"No!"

I struggle to get back on my feet, holding my injured wrist, but I need to face her properly. I need to tell her she's wrong, that I can be outside. I'm not going back inside that hospital again.

I try to look for words, and while staring at her, I notice the guy behind her, a blonde guy that looks a lot like Ben. Is that their older brother, Daniel? He's scrawny, wearing a white shirt, and looking a bit worried while staring at me. Does he think I'm a freak too?

"It won't happen again," I say. "I came here because I wanted to meet you, to get some answers. I don't want to hurt anyone, I just... I just don't know anything about myself! I have no past, no clue of who I am. How can I control myself if I don't know the first thing about being a witch? No one has told me a thing, and I heard you knew about the previous witches..."

Selena is still glaring at me, but at least, she seems to be considering my words, hesitating. Next to her, the blond guy sighs, putting his hands in his pants pockets and swaying back and forth.

"You know a thing or two about looking for your past, babe..." he whispers.

"Daniel, shut up," she retorts, annoyed.

What are they talking about? Is he saying that to help me? If he's Ben and Bonnie's older brother, he might give me a chance too, right? Though, that means he also lost his older brother to another witch... Selena growls, surprising me. Damn, this is scary... Her eyes are even glowing.

"I'm so done with witches," she hisses. "As if we didn't have enough trouble with the humans already!"

What about humans? And what happened with the witches, didn't she like them? I was told she was friends with one of them! But Selena turns to Ben, ignoring me once again.

"And you! Weren't you supposed to watch her?!"

"She kind of ran into the crowd... It was hard to follow, the club was crowded..."

"I'm really starting to question your Beta gene, Ben. Next time I'm having you watch the pups!"

He makes a sour face. Whatever she is referring to, Ben is probably not fond of it. I don't really care to know about their werewolf thing though. I have a hundred questions, and finally, the right person to ask.

"What did you mean, about the witches? I am the only one, right?" I say.

"Thank the Moon Goddess you are! You're already enough of a handful as it is!"

"Will you stop yelling at me?!" I explode. "I'm a handful for myself too!"

She raises an eyebrow, surprised to hear me shout back, but not impressed. I can tell she isn't scared of me one bit, unlike everyone else I've met so far. Either it's because of her knowledge of witches, or her self-confidence, I can't tell. However, I need her to listen to me for just a minute, whether she likes it or not!

"I've had people concealing information from me for weeks! About my family, my accident, my power, the witches, everything about me! I don't care about your werewolf thing or the humans, you guys locked me up in a hospital room for weeks and no one gave a damn about me! I'm tired of all the secrets, I already had to fight my sister to let me know what happened and let me out, you can't simply throw me back there without at least talking to me!"

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