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ear. “If you will just relax this will be painless, but if you fight me, then it will b e quite the opposite.”
    Lorelle braced herself for the invasion and tried not to think about consequences of letting another magical, powerful being have access to her own magic and power. She tried to seal off any parts of her mind that she didn’t want Volcan to have access to but as soon as she felt his power begin to push its way into her body, she knew it would be useless to resist him. He was incredibly strong. Her blood felt as though it were a wire pulsing with electricity through her veins. Her skin warmed and the hair on the back of her neck stood on end.
    She expected to lose herself once he entered her mind, but she was still there, still able to move her arms on command and turn her head. At the same time, she was fully aware of him in her consciousness. He was right there, as if he were standing next to her, and when he commanded her brain to blink, she blinked.
    “Why can I still control myself if you possess me?” Lorelle asked.
    “It can be a battle of wills, or you can freely allow me to give your mind commands. If you do not readily submit then the stronger one of us will prevail,” he explained.
    “Fine,” she huffed, “let’s just get this over with.” Lorelle didn’t want him to get to cozy inside of her body lest he decide to commandeer it for good. She heard Volcan’s voice again, only he was not addressing her, he was chanting.
    “ Ancient blood flows through their veins,
    Healing magic in them reigns.
    Gypsy born yet they live a lie,
    For their location I now scry.”
    Lorelle felt a sharp cut across her hand and gasped as she looked at the slice in her palm. Then she was holding stones in her bloody palm. She felt her hand shake and then she tossed the blood coated stones to the floor. Her body knelt down, seemingly of its own accord, but she knew that it was Volcan who was calling the shots. She looked at the stones now scattered on the floor and watched as Volcan discerned their meaning. She had never scried before, it was blood magic and fae did not practice blood magic unless it was absolutely necessary.
    “The stones say to go West. The healers reside in a land barely in its infancy—a young land where technology and industry rule instead of magic.”
    “America,” Lorelle muttered.
    Volcan stood back up and closed her eyes and she felt his power beginning to swell inside of her.
    “The fae have always been the Great Luna’s tool in protecting the healers. I call on the blood of this High Fae, Lorelle and command your obedience.”
    Lorelle ’s heart began to pound like a two ton boulder against her chest as Volcan’s words took power and wrapped themselves around her blood. He was using her own magic against her and there was nothing she could do to stop him. She felt violated as he took control of something as sacred as her magic. He had sliced her hand and had her blood to do with it as he pleased. Stupid Lorelle , she thought to herself.
    “ Find the healers in this young land,
    Make their blood a beacon in the night,
    Draw them out, place them in her hand,
    Wrap them up so she holds them tight.”
    Lorelle felt him leave her body and didn’t try to stop the sigh of relief that fled her lungs. She squeezed her eyes closed and concentrated on expelling the last bit of his magic that lingered. Then suddenly she felt a pull inside of her and she knew immediately that Volcan’s spell was working. The healer’s blood was crying out to her, calling her to them.
    “You will follow the pull and , one by one, you will bring me those healers,” Volcan commanded.
    Lorelle gave a curt nod instead of answering because she knew if she opened her mouth whatever came out was just going to get her killed, sooner rather than later.
    “Go,” Volcan’s voice growled at her.
    She flashed from his castle to the edge of the dark forest and felt instantly lighter once she wasn’t in the