OCTAVIA'S POV
I watched in satisfaction as the trees before me burnt down into a fire. A satisfied smile settled onto my lips while I patted! my palms over each other as beads of sweat rolled down from my temples towards my cheeks.
I felt better; maybe this was all I ever wanted. I desired solitude and tranquility for myself. It had been two weeks; I called in sick for two weeks, keeping me away from everyone's sight. Helen and I were still on a terrible path, and I read Freya's diary four more times, reeking in the pain, sorry, and all the hatred she felt.
I found a hidden spot in the woods behind the pack mansion; there I had practiced times without numbers, and everything seemed to be good on that end. A satisfied smile settled on my lips once again; my powers had become bett
