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I felt myself stiffened. "Secret gift?" I choked. "No one knows about the gift." I blurted out. "No one dare to used it. It's too dangerous." I continued. The people around me. "Cailly, you have to tell us about it." Calix said "No. I only heard it when Mom and Dad are talking. And I learned about it when Dina came to visit me in Los Angeles when I first shifted. She had talked to me and Sam, saying about our gift. I shifted when I was sixteen. Dina told us that we have a special gift, but we can have them when we found our mate, completing the mate process. But I got mine when I first shifted, I can uhm *clears throat* I can stop time, healing powers , heighten senses, and stronger other th

She answered and Gwen was before her in an instant. "Tell me more," "At the beginning of our creation, there were wolves who control the basics elements, they were called the gifted but as the years went by, they become lesser and lesser, and soon, they barely existed. Perhaps, one in a hundred and Luna Nordika is that one in a hundred. She controls the element of air. It can pass from parent to children, parent to grandchildren, or great-great-grandchildren. It can skip generation after generation," "That's so cool," Gwen awed. "How would you know if you are a gifted?"

Not a human, but an animal. She does not even discover, until Darla turns the fourteenth year, that what she has is called a Gift in some parts of the world. A Gift, she cannot help but sneer and laugh when she hears for the first time. What a Gift it is that she has been spat on in disdain and cursed like she is some particularly scarred creature. She was kept in chains for the morbid amusement of those who clamor around to see the ability they supposedly revile. In the small, backwater village she grows up in, no one has ever known any person with a "Gift."

“Don’t ask a question then.” But Soyet disregarded her smart response and instead started walking back and forth in front of her, his almost rotting hand at his back. “In essence, you are correct, but a trance basically doesn’t work unless the gifted are able to mark the victim and are closed-by; meaning, you have been followed for a very long time, and yet, you remain ignorant.” “Gifted?”

Chapter 144 At school, Gift was always happy to see Sphesihle. He would always beam and brightly so around her. He didn’t care if anyone saw him with her. Gift knew that he was the most admired kid in that school. His social value did not decrease on just being seen with Sphesihle—if anything, Sphesihle’s social value was more likely increase. “I get so excited to come to school nowadays,” he said smiling at Sphesihle.

- the teacher started towards the kids 'Are remarkably gifted and I expect y'all to make them feel welcomed" It was something of a surprise that five year old kids skipped their elementary grades and were now in the high school. It was their first day of resumption. A smile went through Stoic, Definitely because, he got excited that the teacher noticed he and his siblings are remarkably gifted. Then, he raised up his hands.. "Yes, Stoic!" Emily responded, which directly met she has permitted stoic to talk.

Still very confused Melanie urged, “What do you mean? I obviously can't hear your thoughts, that's ridiculous.” “I also have never heard of a wolf who can read minds, but you just did Mel, you’re a gifted wolf,” Sylvia explained, staring at me with an indescribable look. “What are you saying mom, there are no gifted wolves. The idea of gifted wolves is just a myth. You know that,” I stared at mom incredulously, “Sweetie, gifted wolves aren’t a myth. I know in school you’ve been told that but the only reason they’re called a myth but should be called legends, is beca

The information was too much for Elsie to handle, she swallowed hard then continued " Do you have powers of your own?" "Unfortunately, I don't have any powers. But I would like to invite you to our organization to become an official member. We--" Jasmine began, but Elsie interrupted her. "Wait, wait. Do other reborns have powers?" "Yes..we call them 'gifted.' You might be," Jasmine replied, nodding. "How will you tell if I'm a 'gifted'?" Elsie inquired, her brows furrowed. Everything sounds ridiculous, but being reborn made her believe in them.