Price Of Pryce (The Queen And The Freak Sequel)

dette Cavan

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astily opened my eyes, and I noticed that all I can see

met a hard surface that made me lie down on my back again while rubbing my

m I anyway? Wait

oundings and hoping that I could find answers. Why can't I see? Am I not in m

darkness like I am inside a very unreasonably narrow space, I panicked. Fudge, is this

and saw a small, very bright light t

nt, and I blinked my eyes multiple times as I could slowly see so

e. There were lots of lightning. Lightning that has k

ccurred recently before my vision

where familiar. Out in an open f

e surroundings blurry. The darkness of the night is not helping at all in making me see properly. But, thankfully, I can s

No, she was... Hurt. I was hurt. Where is everybody? Where is she? Where are t

s shaking in fear that I don't know if where did it come from, maybe from the feeling of repudi

t, and I walked near to the living tree as I noticed that a big branch of it has fallen to t

nch fallen upon? Grave? It's

was cracked by the branch, and I don't want to think that I am seeing this sight properly.

I tried to use my telekinesis, but still, nothing has happened. Where is my super strength? My powers? I am a frea

gy was draine

y food. But, Pryce... she must be down ther

ting my wrist to get a taste of my blood, but I can't get any. I have no blood? N

something, no, somewhere that could be the answers to

re me. Now, this is weird. I haven'

ome and straight to the fridge where my blood bags are stored, but I frowned in dismay as I foun

o out of order. I am just so miserably useless. My Pryce could have be

ch of my house, I tried to open the do

nd kicking it so hard,

I have hidden here. Not safe from burglars? I know. But, who is laughing now in victory? No one. Because, hell, I can't f

, I got the sight of the woods near the lake. Maybe there is something that

o find anything that I could use to m

h at the entrance of the woods, and thi

and venomous snake, and I slowly moved the leave

uails that had run away when they got the sight of me. Poor birds. I

f the Northern Witches. But, I don't k

portal there to the witches' dimension and straight to

the love of my life were near buried. Oh, my

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argarette Kendall. Marge. The woman who raised me as her own daughter, when she had found me crying in my grave when I came to life after more than two hundred years from being born dead. Sh

. My cousin, Sander. Alison. The Northern Witc

ree and found no portal or any way that I could pass through

the top of my lungs, hoping that they can hea

calling! Please! I need help! Please!" I cried out and

ell to the ground while I could fee

rker and darker, I got a sight of something in the hole of the tr

can't say no, either." I greeted the creature, and it seems terrified, but it can't run away from me because I am blocking its way. And, if it is going to run away, he will get wet

who I was before—a ruthless killer. Yes, I killed a lot. Both vampires and werewolves. But... They are the ones dang

us liquid that I needed. And when the blood of this lifesaver in

avia's Crystal with the spell of the witches to make me be in my human form. In this way, I can still use my witch healing spell to give this bunny so

ow go." I told my savior gratefully, and I released it bac

t still limited. I have no enough blood in my system. I need

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ust nothing, using my mind. And, I proceeded to kneel on the ground and placed both my hands above her grave to

I tried feeling anything from her again and again

e dead. Am