Beatrice's POV.

The first thing I see when I wake up is the last thing my familiar said to me.

'They need your help. Go.'

I recognize the white huntress mist and Lydia's flickering ruby red magic. I throw out my magic like a whip and it instinctively catches the arm of the huntress right before it is set to plunge into my cousin's neck.

The surprise unlocks whatever hold the huntress has on Lydia. Her magic glows stronger, and I will ...