“What the hell?” she demanded, panting as she tried to shove me back. The spell finally let go of me fully, the power in the air dissolving, freeing me, returning my mind to me. And clarity was a bitch. “Shit.” I kneeled back, pulling her up to sit and anxiously checking her over for injuries, snarling at the bruises I found. “Did I hurt you?” I asked in a panic, a weight crushing my chest at what I’d just done. She gaped at me then shook her head. “Are you…you again?” “Yeah,” I growled. “I’m so fucking sorry.”
