Quinn’s POV
When I woke up in the morning, Landon still held me tightly in his arms. Unlike the night before, I was able to sleep for a few hours, even dreaming of controlling my powers in the woods. Slipping from his grip, trying not to wake him up, I went into the bathroom; closing the door quietly, I looked at myself in the mirror.
"I want to talk privately with Anneliese today; I have a feeling she can help us more than she wanted to say in front of everyone," I told Alora.
"What do you mean?" she asked, confused.
"I just want to talk with her, trust me," I replied.
"Okay, I do trust you," she said. Today was Monday, and I was supposed to be getting ready to go to the hospital for my final two weeks. Instead, I was standing in my bathroom on the verge of heading to war with a
