Zeke glared daggers at his son.
Conflicting emotions came from my mate.I’m not sure if I’m pissed or happy about Theo having a good idea. I really hate that guy.
I somehow managed to swallow my laugh before the noise escaped.Theo’s a good guy.
Bodey’s eyes darkened as they met mine, and he linked,There. You solved the problem. I am definitely pissed.
Rubbing his hands together, Jack’s blue eyes sparkled. “So how does this work? Do you chant? Do we need candles? Does Callie need to take her shoes off so she can channel the earth better?”
“Son.” Carl sighed. “Sometimes I wonder about you.”
“We all do, sir.” Lucas nodded.
Sybil grinned. “It does have merit, but Callie’s bare feet touching dead wood wouldn’t help. And no candles are required. It’s actually a relatively easy spell. However, the return of memories repressed that long will likely be painful.”
I laughed bitterly. “All magic comes with a cost.”
She nodded. “That’s true.”
“Is there a way to dull the pain?” Bodey bit his bottom lip. “Like herbs or something? The witches used something like that for Samuel when we all thought he’d be the one to get marked.”
“Yes, but we don’t have the supplies here.” She turned her back toward Zeke. “And it would take some time to gather them. It depends on your priorities.”
I know you don’t want me to be in pain, but who knows what could happen?I straightened, pulling away from his comforting embrace.I need to do this now.
Bodey scowled but didn’t try to stop me.
“It’s fine.” I took a step toward her. “I handled being marked—I can handle this.”
“We all saw you in pain.” Zeke's face had gone pale. “Maybe we should gather the items first.” He snatched his phone from the desk and started typing frantically.
Samuel’s brows furrowed. “Who the hell are you texting? You can link with everyone you should be communicating with now.”
He rolled his shoulders. “I’m ordering food. I thought we’d all be hungry.”
“Uh…I think that can wait.” Jasmine snorted. “Especially if a witch is going to be practicing magic.”
I couldn’t help but notice that Sybil kept her back toward Zeke as she made her way to me. She gestured toward the wooden floor. “You might want to sit down.”
“Yeah.” If it was going to hurt, I probably shouldn’t stand.
“Here.” Theo gestured to the desk he’d just vacated. “Take this chair.”
That would be more comfortable than the floor. I made my way to the chair as Zeke kept frantically looking at his phone. Bodey followed me, making sure that when I passed Theo, he blocked me from my friend.
Once I sat, he stood next to me, taking my hand.
Everyone turned to watch.
Sybil stood in front of me, her hair hanging like a curtain between her and the others. She gently touched both hands to my forehead. She whispered, “I’m going to search for the root of the spell first. It won’t be pleasant.”
“It’s fine,” I gritted. “I’m ready.” And those words were so true. I wanted to remember everything, even the bad stuff.
Her magic entered me, doing that horrible probing, and unlike Dina, she seemed to speed through to the source.
“Found it,” she breathed, her herbal scent hitting my face. “Now, I’m going to undo the spell. It’ll take a few minutes, and I need you to not move and be patient.” Her voice hardened, and she turned to Bodey. “And you can’t interfere even if she whimpers. Got it?”
He clenched his teeth but nodded.