Sable's POV
"I don't know what I am," I said, my voice barely holding steady. "I already told you that."
Dax didn't answer. He just stared at me like I'd grown a second head, chest heaving, boots still dripping where the ice had cracked and melted around them.
Ivy got between us fast, one hand on Dax's shoulder, pushing him back a step. "That's enough. Training's done for today."
"Done for today?" Dax shook her off. "She just froze the ground under my feet without touching a weapon. That's not something you walk off with a shrug."
"I didn't mean to," I said again, though the words felt useless the second they left my mouth.
"Doesn't matter what you meant." His eyes hadn't left me, hard and unblinking. "Matter is what you can do, and nobody here knew you could do that."
"Neither did
