Elara’s POV
The night was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to the battle that had raged just hours ago.
I sat on the edge of my bed, my body sore from the fight, my muscles screaming from exhaustion. But despite how tired I was, sleep refused to come.
The events of the day kept replaying in my mind. The way the hunters had stormed the territory, the raw power that had surged through me under the full moon, the look on the Elders’ faces when they realized what I was capable of.
I had won.
But at what cost?
My control over my abilities was still fragile. The energy I had unleashed had been powerful—too powerful. It felt like something ancient, something deep within me awakening for the first time. I could still feel the echo of that strength humming beneath my skin.
I wasn’t sure if tha
