Chapter 117: New Beginnings
Three weeks had passed since the fight with the Guardians’ hunters. The pack was slowly healing, but Elara was struggling with something new—learning to control her Bridge Walker skills without destroying everything around her.
"Focus on the flower," Darian directed, pointing to a small daisy in their training ground. "Just make it glow, don’t vaporize it." Elara took a deep breath and reached out with her silver energy.
The daisy began to shimmer, then suddenly burst into sparkling dust. "Oops," she said sheepishly. "That’s the fifteenth flower this morning," Kael sighed, brushing petals from his hair.
"I’m trying!" Elara complained. "This power is like trying to control a hurricane with a paper fan." Ronan patted her shoulder encouragingly.
"You’re getting better. Yesterday you destroyed the whole garden. Today it’s just individual flowers." "Very comforting," Elara muttered.
The truth was, she was terrified of her talents. Every time she used them, she remembered the chaos she’d caused. The pack members she’d hurt.
The look of fear in their eyes when they saw her silver glow. "Maybe we should take a break," she offered. "No," Darian said strongly. "The Guardians will return. We need you at full strength." "What if I can’t learn control? What if I hurt someone again?"
"You won’t," Kael said with absolute confidence. "We won’t let you." Their trust in her was touching, but Elara wasn’t sure it was enough.
Her power felt like a wild animal inside her chest, constantly trying to break free. "Let’s try something different," she said. "What if I practice with the twins? They helped me before." The triplets exchanged looks.