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My head feels like someone has repeatedly hit me with a hammer. I search my addled brain and try to remember what happened.
Our witch friends brought a man they said was part of my mother’s pack, and I instantly disliked him.
Something was thrown in my face, and then I was suffocated.
“Saffron, are you there? I can’t feel you sweety, are you okay?” I push past the fuzz that is my brain, searching for my other half. My head is splitting in two, but pain is not new to me. I have felt worse, so I kept pushing, calling for Saffy.
I am getting worried that whatever they did to me has somehow caused her to leave me, sobbing her name. I am about to give up when I see her.
She is curled tightly into a ball of silver fur. I could see her whole body shaking. I call to her and try to move
