Book 2: Chapter 61

Willow POV

"Again," my mother shouts from across the room, and I have a flashback to when I was fifteen and my father started training me to fight. He was relentless, and my mother is proving to be the same.

"Why are we doing this again?" I ask breathlessly. "We have been at it for hours."

"What is the point of having powers if you don't know how to use them correctly?" My mother says.

"I do know how to use them," I huff.

"You know how to use them in a time of anger and destruction," my mother corrects me. "That is what is leading you into the dark. You need to learn to use them in the light."

"There is no need for me to create fire unless there is anger and destruction," I moan in return.

"Until we find the witch that placed these runes on your back, you need to learn how to control your magic so you don't slip farther into darkness," my mother informs me. "I believe that we can do this together."

"I think we both know who put these runes on my back," I frown, thinking