The Alpha King's Breeder
Eniana falls back onto the mattress but twists when Stella starts humming the spell again.
I hold the bowl in one hand and fist a handful of salt with the other, tossing a rough circle of salt around Eniana from head to toe. It’s working. Oh, my Goddess! It’s working.
Just… not enough.
Stella moans in pain, the spell sputtering.
“Don’t let it get to you,” I shout, but she winces, her nose beginning to bleed. “Keep going, Stella.”
“We need–more–” She bares her teeth, eyes open to slits and completely bloodshot. “Luna, it’s not going to work. It’s killing me!”
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