Ashes of the Elite

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Cain swirls the wine in his glass the amount dangerously low. He finally speaks "But you don't know how to control it, do you?"

I huff out a breath, leaning back in my chair and crossing my arms. "Not even a little."

"Figured as much. It's different for every Elite the trigger, I mean. Some find the way to control their power through instinct, others through trail and error. And some never" he says slowly as he downs the rest of his wine, giving his cup a look of sadness as if he cant believe he ran out.

I roll my eyes at his words. "And let me guess, you're not going to tell me how yours works, are you?"

Cain just winks. "You'll find out soon enough no need to spoil the fun."

I narrow my eyes. "That's not ominous at all."

Before I can press further, he leans back in his chair and stretches, his expression shifting from teasing to something more serious. "You'll be training with me in preparation for the Academy."

I go completely still, my stomach dropping like a lead weight.

The Academy. I forgot about that shithole. Forgot I was going to be sent there if chosen to bear a mark of power.