Genevieve’s POV….
“You’re overthinking it Genevieve.” Zia told me, as I once again failed to connect with Lucas.
“Because I don’t even know what I’m doing.” I huffed.
“Relax Gen.” I heard Dean call out from the bench where he was observing us.
I turned to look at him and gave him a stern look. He raised his hands in surrender with a grin.
“He 's right . Try it again. This time give Lucas’ power a shape, a color.”
I imagined it was green for some reason , like Dean’s eyes.
I envisioned it coming from him and traveling through our blood stream. I raised my hands and tried to produce it….nothing.
“Argh! “ I turned around and began walking.
“Where are you going?” Zia shouted out to me.
“I need a break !”
“We don't have time, Erebus can strike at any moment.” Zia tried explaining.
