Without a choice

d me, and trying to make sense of the power that had surged through me during the attack. But no matter how hard I tried,

e harder, always demanding more. The clan's teachings were harsh, and there was little time for rest. But I wasn't complaining-not anym

Kael didn't seem to care about my exhaustion. His presence was always steady, always controlled, and I hated how easy it was for hi

ning to face me as I ste

step pulling me deeper into the unknown. The air was cool, crisp, and smelled faintly of earth and pine. It should have bee

lf padded ahead, always watching us with those penetrating eyes. I couldn't help but fee

topped in a small clearing. The trees here

gy. Not just the raw power that you unleashed, but the deeper connection you have to the primal forc

en begin. "How do I control it?" I a

de you. You have to learn to channel it, to make it yours, not the other way around. Feel the earth ben

ees, the distant call of birds, the way the earth seemed to pulse beneath my feet-it was all there, wai

reached out with my mind, trying to grasp something-anything-but it was like tr

, this time a little sharper. "F

cool breeze brushing against my face. And then, as if on instinct, I reached for it-the pulse of energy that t

more alive. I gasped as the energy surged through me, and I could feel the forest-every tree, ever

oft but approving. "Now, hold

every direction. I gritted my teeth, trying to hold onto it, to control it. But just as quick

here was no judgment in his voice, only quiet resolve. "But you're closer than you think. Yo

dy weak from the strain. But I felt it-that connecti

aid, determination cr

ember, control is everything. The power inside you is both a gift a