Chapter 45

Arya. In the dimming light of the forest, I walked back from the temple, my thoughts racing as Elder Ivan's words echoed in my mind. The idea of harnessing my newfound powers both excited and scared me. As I recalled the night of the battle between my pack and the Crest pack, I couldn't help the thrill I felt as I remembered the power that coursed through my veins. I’d never felt so powerful and whole. So that was how the wolves felt when they changed. It was strangely satisfying watching Ethan cower before me. After what he’d done to me in Crest, I should’ve killed him. However, knowing Ethan and his ridiculously inflated ego, he wouldn't back down without a fight. He would attack again. This time, with his full fighting force. I shuddered as I recalled his menacing stare before he retreated. I never wanted to be looked at like that again. The last I needed was another unprepared attack. I needed to work on my powers as soon as possible. Be prepared to put my powers to good use.