"So," Dante said, falling into step beside me as we walked back toward the house. "Do you want to learn?"
"Learn what?" I asked, still reeling from his confession about the m******e.
"How to control it," he said, tapping my temple. "The violet fire. The telekinesis. The rage."
I stopped. "You can teach me?"
"I am the only one who can," he smirked. "You are a Pureblood Lycan, Gabriella. You are sitting on a nuclear reactor without a manual. If you don't learn to harness it, you will explode. And you will take this entire pack with you."
"Liam won't allow it," I said immediately. "He’s terrified of what I am."
"Then don't ask for permission," Dante advised. "Inform him. You are his Luna, not his pet."
I looked at him. My uncle. My protector. My partner in crime.
"Okay," I said. "When
