Chapter 115: Progress.
Elara's POV
"Summon it, Elara. It’s part of you," Liam instructed calmly, standing in the center of the vast, echoing training hall like some regal dark wizard plucked straight out of a fantasy film.
I didn’t answer, instead, I dropped dramatically to the polished floor.
“Why do I need to summon it when it shows up just fine on its own?” I muttered, dragging a hand across my face. “It reacts to my emotions. I don’t control it. It controls me. So unless you plan to piss me off or scare me, we’re not getting anywhere. Let’s just go back to school. I’m sleepy.”
I yawned loudly to prove my point.
Liam exhaled through his nose and walked toward me with that annoyingly calm, powerful gait of his. My eyes, traitorous little bastards followed him. Down to his legs. Up
