We'd been home from our honeymoon for three weeks, and I was finally starting to feel like a leader. I was holding my own in the weekly meetings. I was performing my duties for the pack with a lot more ease, and I was even making progress with Azala, and I was holding the visions for longer, before it would slip away, though now I was starting to feel a strange dread.
''Focus on one image instead of trying to see beyond this moment,'' Azala instructed on afternoon during my training, while I realized she was right. I had been trying to grasp everything at once and push it forward. I needed to slow down. I needed to connect with just one vision, but everything began to blur and Malic shook me.
''Your nose is bleeding again.'' He warned and brought me back to reality. ''Luna, you've been h
