Atlas POV
I knew Mia's power was crucial for our safe passage to the palace, shielding us from an overwhelming attack. But seeing her unleash the extraordinary power bestowed upon her wolf took a toll on her, and it filled me with a simmering anger. It wasn't directed at Bryn or anyone else in the car; it was an internal frustration, a desperate desire to do more for her.
The sight of her coughing up blood sent waves of worry crashing over me. I could almost feel the physical strain she was enduring. Why would someone be blessed with a power that slowly erodes them? I pondered to myself.
"All power has a cost even for witches," Mia's voice filled my mind. I must have linked my thoughts with hers.
"Atlas, I need you to come with me to open the entrance to the palace," Bryn admitted.
