Kiara POV
The air was thick with tension, charged with energy that made my skin tingle. The shadows of the forest twisted around us, alive with the snarls and growls of the approaching enemy pack. I could feel Theodore behind me, every muscle coiled, every sense alert. His golden eyes locked on mine, and something in that gaze made my chest ache, a warmth that had nothing to do with fear.
“Focus, Kiara,” he said, voice low, rough, possessive. “Control your power. Own it.”
I nodded, hands trembling, silver energy sparking from my fingertips. My wolf inside me roared, fierce and demanding, ready to answer the call. I drew a deep breath and let the energy flow, not just reactively but intentionally, fully aware of its strength. This time, it felt different. Confident. Controlled.
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