Chapter Seventeen
“Kako,” Noel soberly replied, not quite meeting her eyes.
Elise’s brow puckered. “Who?”
“Kako,” he repeated, kicking aside the dolls so they were out of sight, landing underneath the bench. “Three years ago, he tried to take over as the village’s new healer.”
“He’s a Chosen One?”
“No. He is a self-proclaimed curandero. A supposed wise man.” Noel gave a disgusted snort at these words. “He is just a small, demented man with a bag of tricks and some knowledge in natural healing. The villagers were easy to manipulate at that time since they were in desperate need of a healer.”
His gaze met hers and Elise didn’t like what she saw there. After nearly a month she was used to his eyes harboring anger, passion, and even happiness when he was in Matt’s company. Not once thoug
