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Athena said. "That's because she had them fooled with promises of wealth, power and immortality. She has them wrapped around her finger. But they don't know Anika like we do." Keisha replied, anger in her tone. "She's selfish and I'm certain she has no plan to share her power with anyone else. She's only using them to get what she wanted because she is limited by her being powerless. If she gets her hands on the book and uses it's power, I'm afraid it could mean the end of the world for us."

I read it three times. Then I closed my laptop, sat back in my chair, and let myself feel, for one honest second, exactly what Roman had already named out loud. I hadn’t done this because it was right. I’d done it because I couldn’t stand feeling powerless one more day, and this was the only power I had left…

"I'm too weak, Cai. You had said so yourself as well. I'm always going to be begging for just the right to live." Seeing Aleric again and having the same feeling of being powerless made me realise that, if he ever did decide to raise a hand against me again, I would still never be strong enough to stop him. Being book smart in my past hadn't been enough when he had held my life in his hands every day.

Sebastian, it says, "Eternal Beastly." "Well, slap me silly and call me a Delilah, but that does not look like that at all." "Focus; you are wasting precious minutes." I do so wish to tell her that it is her fault that we are stuck in this situation, but it truly is Anastasia and mine, for we should have never played with the power that the Book holds. But it is this very power that makes us rush to save her life. And my thought has not even run its course, when I come across another one, "Mmm, Elloise, we have one here that says, "Instill Mortality."

It didn't feel like I knew what I was doing. We went down for lunch later in silence, disappointed that we didn't find what we were looking for. “What do we do now? Is there anything we can do without the book?” She sighed. “Yes, there is but in order to fully understand your powers, you must have the book. It's handed down from every girl by her mother and it's supposed to help her and guide her on how she can get the best of her powers. Without it, it's just like we don't know who you are. I don't know if you understand. We have to find it.”

There it was. The question she’d been circling since the beginning. I sat down across from her. “You want the truth?” “Yes,” she said immediately. “Now.” I studied her face. The exhaustion. The strength beneath it. The fire she didn’t know how to use yet. “I was born powerless,” I said. “In a family that worshipped power.” She blinked, clearly not expecting that. “I watched others shape the world while I studied it from the shadows,” I continued. “I learned early that knowledge could be a weapon too.”

“To gravity.” Varek chuckled and knelt beside her, offering a canteen. “Not bad.” “I got hit fifteen times.” “You didn’t fall until the end. That’s progress.” She gulped the water and lay back, staring at the grey sky above. “Why does everyone keep saying I’m powerful? I don’t feel powerful. I feel like a very tired raccoon who accidentally walked into a vampire soap opera.” Varek lay beside her, close but not touching. “You are powerful. But power doesn’t just come from magic—it comes from choice. Every time you get back up, you grow stronger.”

As for the rest of my punches, they landed on areas that wouldn't be easily found. After all, he was the chairman of Kingsley Group. Hence, it might lead to a series of troublesome events if I left too many bruises on his face. Half an hour later, my parents-in-law and Oliver were all easily subdued by me and sat on the sofa listening to my lecture. "Maybe you all haven't heard that I was born with superhuman strength. So, don't try to rebel against me. I am stronger than you think. Men are not the symbol of strength. I am.

I didn't know how to react. Zavier quickly stepped forward and held my hand. "Did you hear everything? In that case, we'll drop our act. It's been tough putting on a show for so long. Don't you feel sorry for us, Alex? We feel so sad…" The numbers above their heads decreased steadily. 98%... 96%... 95%... But still, they shouldn't abuse the power bank! After all, overcharging would damage the power bank. As my consciousness gradually waned yet again, I looked at the three 100% battery levels and shed soundless tears in my heart.

He had taken an urgent team-building order from a large company that afternoon, earning over 100 dollars just from the delivery fees and tips. Watching him drive away on his motorcycle, I smiled involuntarily. My "powerful words" used to be a knife hanging over others' heads, a jinx that only brought disaster, but after leaving that dark place full of suspicion and malice, the power had transformed into a blessing that could bring good fortune. The wind chimes jingled, and a beautiful woman in plain clothes walked in. She was the young police officer who, despite the Shaw family's pressure, had insisted on collecting evidence to uncover the truth in the emergency room corridor.