Selene's POV
It reacted before she called it.
Selene had barely left the training room when it happened. She was walking down the quieter corridor that led back toward the main halls, her mind still full of Seraphine's words and the way Adrian had stood there watching her. Her steps were a little slower than usual, her shoulders carrying the weight of everything that had just passed between them.
Then the cold thread inside her suddenly sharpened without warning.
She stopped mid-step, one hand pressing against the stone wall for balance. The power didn't ask permission. It didn't wait for her to reach for it. It just surged… cold, sharp, spreading through her chest and down her arms like thin blades of ice under her skin.
Not painful. Not chaotic like the early days when i
