Forsaken by the Moongoddess
Abby’s POV
When I asked Carla what kind of healing power I possessed, she only gave me a name.
Moon’s Call Grace.
I had heard of it before, somewhere in the old legends, but the details slipped through my mind like smoke.
When I pressed for more, she refused.
“We must train more,” Carla said firmly. “Your power needs to awaken fully before you understand it.”
And just like that, the question slipped away from me.
The next morning, I trained again at dawn before getting ready for the restaurant. My muscles ached, but my mind refused to rest.
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