Chapter 15

Keenan’s POV

A thunderous slap met my face as I swooped in for a hug. I stood there, shocked at the weight of the slap. How could someone who had only just recovered be this strong? And why would she slap me, who had gone in search of a cure for her? Or had the witch, instead of curing her, possessed her instead? That seemed like the only plausible explanation.

“How could you have left her by herself?” her acidic tone brought me to the present. It really was Raya; this was no witch.

“I… I did what?” I can still feel the impact of the slap reverberating my every cure. The witch had been right; it was I who may soon be in need of a healer.

“You left Dana alone, all by herself. How could you have done that?” she asked me, her hands akimbo and her eyes on fire.

“Did I?”

“Are you an idiot now?” she scoffed.

“I don’t understand.” I was indeed confused. I had gone in search of a cure, and all I got in return was a slap?

“You left Dana…