VALENTINE
I stared at the rune on my hand. It was red and pulsing. Like it had a heartbeat of its own.
My body was still burning. Especially by my back, down to my spine. But the rune of my hand caught my attention. Because it was the same one on the warlock that was trying to kill me.
"What does this mean?" I asked.
He seemed spooked by its presence. Which meant he had knowledge about the rune.
"Nothing you should concern yourself with." He retorted while trying to gain his composure. "How are you alive Kerri Blossom?"
"I am not Kerri!" I shot back. It hurt to be reminded again that this was not my body. "Now release me from your damn magic!"
"I cannot do that," He told me. "You cannot..." He tried to say, walking in a circle before abruptly coming to a stop. "Why would Hecate r
