The Power She Can’t Control
765 Words
I wasn’t a prisoner.
But I wasn’t free either.
The place he brought me to was hidden deep within the mountains—far from any pack territory.
No guards.
No chains.
Yet somehow…
I knew I couldn’t leave.
“Try again.”
His voice cut through the cold morning air.
I clenched my fists, standing in the middle of a clearing surrounded by tall, silent trees.
“I told you—I don’t know how to do it!” I snapped, frustration breaking through.
Days.
It had been days since I woke up here.
Days of him watching me.
Testing me.
Pushing me.
And every time—
Nothing.
No power.
No strange force.
Just… me.
Weak.
Useless.
Just like before.
His silver eyes studied me carefully.
“You’re trying to control it,” he said.
“That’s the problem.”
I let out a bitter laugh.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Should I just let it explode again and die this time?”
He didn’t react.
Didn’t flinch.
“Maybe.”
I froze.
“…What?”
He stepped closer, calm as ever.
“That power didn’t come from control,” he continued. “It came from instinct. Emotion.”
My chest tightened.
Emotion.
I didn’t want to go back there.
To that night.
To that pain.
“Again,” he said.
I shook my head.
“No.”
His gaze sharpened slightly.
“Do it.”
“I said no!” I snapped.
Silence fell between us.
Heavy.
Tense.
And then—
He moved.
Fast.
Too fast.
Before I could react, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me forward—
Straight into him.
My breath hitched.
“Feel it,” he said, his voice low near my ear.
My heart started racing.
Not because of him.
Because of something else.
Something… stirring.
“No…” I whispered.
But it was already happening.
The memory hit me.
The hall.
The laughter.
His voice.
“You are nothing.”
Pain exploded in my chest.
And this time—
I didn’t stop it.
A surge of energy burst from within me—
Wild.
Violent.
Uncontrolled.
The ground cracked beneath my feet.
The air trembled.
The trees around us shook violently as the force expanded outward—
And for a moment—
Everything went silent.
Still.
Power hung in the air like a storm waiting to strike.
I gasped, my body trembling.
“I… I did it…”
But something felt wrong.
Too much.
Too strong.
I couldn’t stop it.
“It’s not stopping…” I panicked.
The energy spiraled out of control, building rapidly—
Destroying everything around us.
“I can’t control it!” I cried.
“Good.”
His voice.
Calm.
Unshaken.
“What?” I looked at him in shock.
“Don’t control it,” he said.
“Own it.”
Before I could understand—
He stepped forward.
And did something unexpected.
He placed his hand over my chest.
Right where the power was surging.
My body froze.
The energy—
It reacted.
Not violently.
Not wildly.
It… slowed.
Balanced.
Like it recognized something in him.
“What are you—” I whispered.
“Our kind doesn’t suppress power,” he said quietly.
“We become it.”
Our kind?
My heart skipped.
“What do you mean—”
A sudden sharp pain cut through my chest again.
But this time—
It wasn’t my power.
It was the bond.
Burning.
Pulling.
Stronger than ever before.
My breath caught.
“He’s close,” I whispered without thinking.
The man in front of me went still.
“Who?” he asked.
But I already knew.
I could feel him.
Like a storm approaching.
Like something dangerous closing in.
“Alpha Kael…”
Miles away—
He stood at the edge of the forest.
Eyes glowing.
Wolf restless.
Danger radiating from every step.
“She’s here.”
The words left his mouth like a promise.
Not a guess.
Not a hope.
A certainty.
The bond led him.
Guided him.
Pulled him toward her.
And this time—
He wasn’t letting her escape.
Back in the clearing—
The man in front of me slowly lowered his hand.
His silver eyes darker now.
More serious.
“I see…” he murmured.
Then his gaze locked onto mine.
Sharp.
Decisive.
“Everything just became more complicated.”
My heart pounded.
“What do you mean?”
A pause.
Then—
“Because now,” he said,
“You’re not just a mystery anymore.”
His voice dropped slightly.
“You’re a target.”
to be Continued...
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