Camilla’s POV
A transparent wall rose between us, shielding Malakai from me.
His last word had been a spell, I realized.
Almost at once, a strange tendril of energy threaded through me, taking over my mind. I fought it, but it was impossible to hold back.
“Breathe… baby. Brea…the!” Malakai’s voice came distorted.
“I… can’t,” I grunted.
My body moved on its own, arms stretching forward. Heat flooded my veins as gusts of wind hammered the barrier protecting him.
“No, you… can.” His words strained. “You have more control than you know.”
The wind howled louder, trees twisting so hard I feared they might uproot. My hair whipped back and Malakai’s eyes widened, distracted for a heartbeat.
“Close your eyes, take deep breaths, think of a happy memory!” he shouted, his voice clashing with
