The training clearing behind the pack house had been transformed into something that looked like a mystical boot camp. Elena had set up various stations around the perimeter—meditation circles, combat areas, and what looked suspiciously like magical obstacle courses. "The key to controlling your power," Elena explained as we walked through the setup, "is understanding exactly what that power is. You're not just a strong werewolf, Megan. You're something entirely unique." "Unique how?" "Sit," she instructed, gesturing to a cushion in the center of the largest circle. "Close your eyes and reach out with your senses. Not your human senses or even your wolf senses. Reach deeper." I settled cross-legged on the cushion, trying to quiet my racing thoughts. Any idea what she wants us to do? I

