Chapter Three
Pulse
Baxley threw me back inside the cell, this time without the Dark One’s help. I just laid there, unable to move. My skin and eyes still burned. Everything hurt, and I didn’t feel my magic. I couldn’t get better without it. Was it possible that Baxley truly took it all away? He couldn’t have made me a normal human. He didn’t have that kind of power.
For a moment, I thought he was gone, and I was all alone, but then he pulled my hair, bringing my face close to his. Pain exploded down my spine, and I panted. I wanted him dead.
“You were lucky this time, but tomorrow morning we will start this all over again. Remember, I own you and your magic,” Baxley whispered, and then he let go of me. He kicked me, once, twice, and then I just lost count of how many times; he had to
