Chapter 33 : Captured
*Morgan*
“You better let me go,” I warn Lorenzo.
We’re traveling through the woods, and Lorenzo has tied my hands together with a rope. He’s pulling the other end of the rope quickly, and my hands are already getting chafed. I will definitely have to rub some sage leaves on my wrists later.
“Or what?” Lorenzo asks me challengingly. “Are you going to curse me?”
He’s been doing this since he carried me away from the pack house. Lorenzo wants me to reveal myself as a witch by casting an offensive spell on him.
“I’ve already told you that I can’t perform magic! I just brew healing potions. If you let me go, I can show you,” I tell him. I study the limp on his left side. Even though I can tell it doesn’t affect the speed of his walk, maybe he’d like it fixed. “I could even fix your limp if you’d like,” I offer.
Lorenzo surprises me by laughing.
“My limp was caused by magic, sweetheart. It sure as hell ain’t going to be fixed by it,” the hunter says.