Chapter 58 DALIA
DALIA
“There's no way he won't know what his wife has been up to.”
“He could be in the dark, and I also don't think that Sarah is working with the witches. Just think about it… if she's working with the witches, why would they do this to her?.”
He scrunches his face as he thinks for a second and says, “You are right but there could also be a possibility. We can't outrule anything. She could be working with one of the witches and the other did that to her.”
I nod as I agree with him. “You are right, but we won't know until we find out from her. Let me get to work.”
I move towards the frightened Sarah. “I think we need to bound her. She will be aggressive if I try to undo the spell.”
“I just mindlink Nikolai. He's coming with a bind,” Ezekiel says. After a while. Nikolai walks in with a bind.
“You want to undo the spell?" He asks as he walks toward Sarah with the bind. Sarah and her daughter start moving away, fear in their eyes.
“Yes. I figured out how to do it.”
“Don't be scared. We are not going to hurt you. We want to help you," Nikolai says with a friendly smile that means nothing to Sarah and Samara. They are still scared of him. Sarah holds her daughter so tight as she cowers away from Nikolai who's approaching close to them.
“Go away!” Sarah screams as Nikolai tries to use the bind on her. She struggles to free herself from him, but Nikolai is stronger. Finally, he was able to bind them and they stopped screaming when he moved away from them.
Lena walks in. Her eyes fall on Sarah. “Can you really undo the spell?”
“Yes. I've figured it out.”
“I know. But do you think Sarah will know anything? I mean…. That witch literally did this to her. If she's not working with them there's no way she will have any useful information for us.”
I don't understand what she means. Isn't this what we want? To get Sarah back to her good mental state.
“Even if she knows anything or not. We will still get one or two pieces of information from her if she goes back to her normal state of mind,” I say as I position myself in a way to start channeling the spell on Sarah and her daughter.
Lena doesn't say anything again. I don't know if I imagined it or not, but there's a look on her face. It seems she's not happy that we found a way to bring Sarah back to her normal state. I can't say for sure since she always has a blank look. And any expression she will have in her face will only last for a second.
I sit in front of Sarah and her daughter. I'm not a witch so I don't need to set up an altar. I have the power to only get what I want from just a spell. I close my eyes and focus on my powers as I place my right hand on Sarah and my left hand on Samara. I started chanting the spell that entered my mind the time I meditated in my room. I don't know how I got to know about those spells but they just got into my head and I quickly believe that's what I need.
I've never used this spell before so I did not realize how powerful they are. My body is literally shaking as I taste a coppery substance in my mouth. Definitely blood. I'm still half way through the chanting and I'm already breaking down. What the fuck will happen if I get to the finishing line. Will I ever survive this?
I think this is why that female voice in that white room told me it's risky. But she still said that I can do this. I can definitely do it. I was born for this and I won't die while trying to fulfill my destiny.
I continue to chant the spell, ignoring how my body is shaking profusely. I felt a touch and a spark and no one has to tell me it's Ezekiel. I'm sure he's worried right now, especially now that blood has started to drip down from my nose.
The spell that fucking witch used on Sarah and Samara is so strong. I'm finding it hard to break it. My energy is draining and I don't know how long I can hold on. But Ezekiel's touch is helping. I'm glad he's here. It's as if his touch gives me a little bit of strength.
I chanted the spell for what seemed like two hours until I finally felt the cut. Immediately I undo the spell I felt it break. I cough out a large amount of blood as I forcefully spring my eyes open and take my hands away from Sarah and Samara. I'm so weak as I fall into Ezekiel's arms, breathing so heavily. The blood I spluttered are all on Sarah and Samara. They fainted the moment I released my hands from them. They are fine….. they will wake up very soon.
“Fuck! I knew this would be risky.” Ezekiel mutters under his breath. I can feel his anger. He hates it when I'm like this. He wraps me in his arm and the warmth from the bond helps calm me down. Being this close to him is making me regain my strength. I just hope he gets used to me being like this because I think it will happen more in the future.
“Dalia, I think you need medical attention,” Nikolai says.
“I'm fine.” I murmur, my voice barely heard.
“You are not.” Ezekiel protest. He turns to Lena. “Is there nothing that can be done for her to regain her strength?”
“She will be fine once she takes a good rest. She's probably weak because she used so much of her power.”
“I know, but I think maybe you could give her something to regain her strength fast. I don't like when she's like this.”
“Maybe an oral drip.”
“I will be fine, Zeke. You don't have to….”
“No I have to.” He cuts me off and turns to Lena. “Please can you get the oral drip? Bring it to my room. I'm taking her there.”
I don't argue with him and it occurs to me that I call him a pet name in front of others. I can see Nikolai's smug smirk as he winks at me. He just doesn't know how to hide it. Lena has no expression like always.
Ezekiel carries me in his arms and starts walking out of the room.
“I will get someone to clean off the blood and once they wake up, I will let you know,” Nikolai says. Ezekiel nods as he carries me out of the room to his. When we got there, he carefully put me in the bed. He gets a clean towel soaked in water and cleans the blood in my nose and mouth. It's a good thing, they didn't spill on my clothes.
“Is this going to happen often?” He mutters.
“I think so.”
He sighs dejectedly. “I don't think I will ever get used to it. I hate to see you get hurt.”
I smile and kiss his lips slightly. “I know. But one thing I promise you is that I will not die. Remember that I told you I'm not easy to kill.”
“Because you are my little monster.” He pulls me into his arms and kisses me. I'm weak but his touch is giving me the strength I need. I don't think I will need the oral drip. I rest my head on his chest as I inhale his soothing scent.
But suddenly there's an uneasiness in me. Why do I feel that something will go wrong?