Chapter 17
BELLA
Jonah grabbed my arm. “What are you doing?”
I didn’t flinch, nor drop my hand. “Jonah, take your hand off me, please. I don’t want to hurt you.”
The elders laughed. “Hurt him? You’re not that strong, little witch.”
Ruby giggled from beside me. “You underestimate Bella, Mason. She’s three quarters magical.”
He growled at me, his eyes flashing silver. “Don’t threaten me. You’re no better than the warlock who cursed us.”
I dropped my hand, the tingle of magic I’d conjured still pulsing through my fingers. I turned and twisted the magical spark, filtering a gentle truth serum through the room.
It would only last ten minutes or so, but hopefully it would be enough to get us the information we so desperately needed.
I sighed and slumped, pretending defeat. “Please, just
