CHAPTER TWELVE
I'm standing in the midst of a clearing, my breath misting in the cool air as Finn circles around me with the careful grace that only a born predator possesses. His green eyes are focused, intense, reflecting a determination that's both reassuring and intimidating. He's the Beta of the Fire Pack, a title that comes wrapped in whispers of his prowess, yet here he is, patient as dawn, teaching me to master what I've accidentally taken from him.
"Focus, Lane," he instructs, his voice soft but firm. "Remember, visions are like streams. You can either let them sweep you away or learn to swim."
It’s a strange concept – swimming through the images and sensations bombarding my mind ever since I touched Finn and somehow siphoned off some of his power. The ground beneath my feet fe
