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“You can’t.”

She starts to walk off, but I rush after her. “Wait. There must be a way.”

She sighs. “The curse can only be broken through an offering made from the one who cast it.”

“And if I can’t find the one who cast it? If they’re dead?” I ask.

She shrugs. “It’s broken when she’s fully drained of the curse’s poison.”

“Drain the poison. Fine. And then she’ll be cured?” I ask hopefully.

“Then she’ll be dead.”

Chapter 17

Tori

“Well, that was complete and utter bullshit.”

I stare at the door where Legion just left with his joke of a witch—or whatever the hell she is. The sight of his broad shoulders as he leaves has my stomach flipping. His reaction when I drank that poison is now an image burned into my brain. The concern—no, fear—he wore as he knelt beside me touched some part of me I’d long since locked away. Rather than admit how much it freaks me out, I scowl and refocus my irritation on the goat woman who told me zero things I didn’t already know.

“We can get another opinion,” Kendall says, but her attention is also on the door where the old woman—young woman?—just left.

“When you checked the future, did you see how pointless she would be?” I joke.

Her gaze swings back to me, her lips curving wryly. “I was too busy checking to make sure you weren’t going to kill her.”

“If she hadn’t left so quickly, I would have. It would have made the pain worth it.”

Kendall softens. “How are you feeling?”

“Good. Better than good. In fact…” I shove the covers off me and swing my legs over. Some part of me braces for pain at the movement, but I feel none. Drinking that poison solved everything—which is honestly a disturbing fact that I don’t allow myself to think too hard about. But at least the pain and my dark spider veins are gone. And so is the wound on my hip.

“Whoa. What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Kendall demands.

“Getting out of this room.”

“Tor.” Kendall’s voice is a warning.

“What?” I snap.

Hurt flashes in her eyes, and I feel instantly terrible.

“I’m sorry,” I say quietly. “I just wish… I could use a hug,” I admit.

Her smile is sad. “Me too.”

My eyes sting with tears, and I look away, blinking them back before they can fall. This curse has never sucked more than this moment.

“Do you think Juniper’s spirit is at rest?”

The question throws me off. “Of course. Why wouldn’t it be?”

“I just thought… Legion charred the place pretty good before we escaped. Do you think it hurt her spirit? The fire?”

“No.”

“How do you know?”

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