Astrid POV
"I know you dislike Fionela but right now we need her help" Cohen says sitting across from me. We are in the library waiting for Fionela to arrive, as I am in an urgent situation. I roll my eyes crossing my arms "yeah but I don't see why we can't ask someone else for help" I say bitterly.
"Astrid your situation is very... unique we need all the help we can get" Cohen says sternly. Finally Fionela arrives wearing an all black suit, her white hair pulled back into a low ponytail. "Finally she decides to grace us with her presence" I mutter already feeling irritated.
Fionela rolls her eyes and turns towards Cohen "so what is this urgent matter that I had to suddenly leave my combat training". Cohen gestures for her to sit down next to him on the brown sofa.
Once Fionela sits down he dives right in. "Alright so we have a situation... Astrid here somehow got her powers removed by her father what I'm trying to understand is how is that possible he isn't a white witch".
I watch Fionela's reaction its emotionless until she finally speaks. "So the perfect Astrid finally messes up and now realizes she does actually need my help". My left eye starts to twitch from annoyance.
"Anyway this is weird how can a regular Vampire steal powers from a white witch" the elf mutters in contemplation. "That's exactly what I was wondering... its impossible" Cohen says chiming in.
"It all happened so fast really... it felt really painful like a really strong force twisting my insides" I say finally speaking. "Unless...my only explanation would be he had help... and not just from anyone" Fionela declares her voice getting suspiciously lower.
"Well spit it out then who could he have gotten help from" I spat impatiently.
The elf takes a deep gulp before continuing.
"If my findings are correct then the people who helped him are..
Black witches...
***
The next day
"So let me get this straight your delusional father set up an arranged marriage to the ever so handsome Cohen. You said no and he decided to strip away your powers" I nod my head.
"I swear your life is crazy" Arista says munching on some peanut butter covered carrots. "New diet" I ask pointing to the carrots "well I'm trying to but to be honest I keep messing up and this is like my fifth retry" she says spitting carrot bits everywhere.
I scrunch my face in disgust "I just hate asking that annoying elf for help... it's like her face annoys the crap out of me" I whine laying flat against Arista's bed.
"I don't like her either she rubs me the wrong way, but enough about her how are you going to get your powers back" Arista questions turning to me on the bed. "Ari I don't have a clue... I'm stuck I'll probably never get them back and then I'll be a regular vampire" I say with a pout.
"Well to be honest you aren't just some regular vampire you are freaking Astrid Bardman the Deaf Vampire" she says with confidence trying to pull me up off the bed. "You are right no matter what I'll do whatever it takes to get my powers back" I say with newfound confidence.
"That's the spirit" and she pulls me into a hug. Suddenly there is a knock at the door, Arista rushes to open it revealing a frazzled Fionela. "Astrid meet me in the library I've come up with a plan" she rushes out before dashing down the hall.
"Well it's now or never" Arista says pulling my body down the hallway...