Lycan’s POV
She did not hesitate. That was the first thing I noticed. Not the way she moved, not the way the power answered her without resistance, not even the fact that she had already begun adjusting before I made a decision to step in.
It was the lack of hesitation. Before, there had always been a fraction of a second where she questioned it, where instinct and control clashed before settling into something usable.
That moment was gone.
“You’re thinking too far ahead,” I said, watching her reset her stance without looking at me.
Her shoulders remained steady, her breathing even, her attention split in a way that no longer fractured her focus.
“I’m not thinking,” she replied. “I’m reading.”
That answer alone told me how far she had come.
Reading meant awareness.
Reading meant s
