The Fire That Chose Me
“Good. This is only the beginning, but you are learning. Your fire is no longer a wild thing. It responds to you, because you respond to it. That is the first lesson of true control.”
Evelynn looked at Aiden, who gave her a small, proud smile. “See?” he whispered. “You did it.”
Her chest swelled with a mix of relief and pride. The shadows would come again. Danger would follow. But she was stronger now. She was fire. And she was ready.
The morning sun rose, bathing the clearing in golden light, and for the first time in a long while, Evelynn felt something she hadn’t allowed herself to feel in weeks: hope.