(Cora’s POV)
The fresh morning air hung heavy with dew, a fine fog curling over the forest's edge where Liam and I set up. Consistently I felt like a war against myself. My skills were flowing, becoming more and more erratic as time passed. It worried me, but I could never just admit it to Liam. I needed to move onward. I needed to tame this thing inside me.
Today, Ryland had to be here, he insisted. He hadn't voiced much since he discovered about my skills, yet I could feel his gaze on me. Despite the fact that we prepared apart from the main pack, going under the surface however much as could be expected, I understood there were rumors. I could feel their gazes from far away and sense their worry.
The practice field was modest, basically an open clearing encompassed by towering tr
