Betty's POV. 

I tried to push myself up from the bed, my legs shaky beneath me. "I need to… There has to be something I can do. I can't just…"

"No." The High Priestess's hand settled gently but firmly on my uninjured shoulder. "You need to rest, child. This will be taken care of.""But…"

"Your priority right now is your recovery and your studies," Claire interjected, her tone leaving no room for argument. 

"Focus on school. Let us handle the rest."

My jaw clenched. I wanted to ...