#Chapter 32 Combat Partner

Anila POV Despite the tightness in my stomach, courtesy of my awkward encounter with Harley last period, I stretched my back and arms before attempting to lift off the ground once more. The power enveloped me like I was dipped into a warm bath, and my body lifted into the air slightly. Much less than my first attempt. Not to mention the strain being harder to control this time around. My feet landed on the ground, and I sighed. Xaden stood at attention ahead of me, a few strands of hair lifting in the light breeze as he gave me a court nod. “Again.” I took a deep breath and rose from the grass again. The power returned, but the lift was simply… not there. I chewed my lip—I knew why that was the case, but I couldn’t exactly explain to Xaden, my boyfriend, that I was distracted because of Harley. I wondered briefly if Xaden knew that Harley was the professor's aide in one of my classes. I mean, he was Xaden’s best friend after all. Would that have come up in a conversation between