#Chapter 381 – Changes

I slowly exhale as I concentrate on the little stack of wood at the center of the empty space between the tents that my mother lead us to. A little anxious, I glance around at all of the very flammable canvas fabric around us. “Steady,” Jacks murmurs, smirking down at me from his place at my side, sensing the direction of my thoughts. “You control it. You won’t set the camp ablaze unless you want to.” I huff a laugh and shake my head, hoping that he’s right. Then I glance to my other side, where mom, Cora, and Rafe are waiting, watching me carefully, impatient though they’re trying to hide it. Jackson takes my hand and I feel the power start to flow between us. Just a trickle right now, but more at the ready whenever I want to pull on it. “I mean, we’re not going to have the darkness,” I say, my voice small, my eyes moving to Cora’s. She swallows hard as she nods to me, raising her chin. My mom steps closer to her sister, taking her hand. “Or…the wind.” “Flame is still great,