Chapter 50

Chapter Fifty

Jack's POV

My head spins at Violet's story, and I find it a little hard to wrap my head around all that she's told me.

“So, your blood was what brought me back to life?” I ask, unable to keep the disbelief out of my tone.

Violet shakes her head like she's disappointed at my unbelief. “You were not dead, Jack.”

And then we both fall silent, each lost in thought. I think about the story, which I know to not be entirely bizarre.

Papa told tales of how the women in earlier times had the power to heal, and this power only came upon them on rare occasions, like during the blood moon or very brutal wars where too many lives were lost.

I had thought of the story as mere tales, told for entrainment. I had never believed that I would ever witness it happen, nor that it would happen to me.

“The blood moon came in record time, and I am more than happy that it did, because that means that we still have you.” Violet's voice for the first time is tinged with relief and happiness.