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And for the first time since they met, there was something different in his expression. Not just curiosity. But realization. “Aria,” he said quietly. “I think your power is far greater than either of us imagined.” And somewhere deep in the dark forest… Someone else had already begun to hunt her.

Kael replied. "No," she said. "You probably do not." She was right, and he looked down the corridor toward the research annex wing. "What is the theory?" he asked. Lyra's voice lowered. "Hidden strength." Kael blinked, the phrase settling like a stone in still water. It lingered after the duel and during the potion lab, felt both ridiculous and dangerous. "Hidden strength," he repeated. "Yes," Lyra said. "A concealed ability exists, but it's not measured correctly."

“First: Supernatural Studies, covering beings such as werewolves, vampires, and other entities you may encounter—or perhaps be connected to—in ways you do not yet understand. Understanding them is essential for students with… special traits. Second: the Hidden Power Assessment, designed to identify latent abilities within our students. Attendance is mandatory, full cooperation is expected, and performance may determine eligibility for advanced instruction.” The words pressed into me like lead. Hidden powers. Latent abilities. Assessment. My chest tightened further, my breath catching as the implications spun in my mind. Could I have… something? Could anyone? The thought made the air in the r

“Serena. You got in. Dravenhold actually bought it.” “I got in,” I echoed, and we fell into a laughing hug. “You passed their trials?” he demanded. “Against real Alpha heirs?” “First in strategy,” I said, chin up. “Third in hand-to-hand.” He whistled. “That’s my cousin. And also: this is lunacy. No one can know.” “Which is why I need your other talent,” I said, breath settling into purpose. “Father must believe I’m leaving for Selvara Academy.”

"Danial, I want to learn because I want to get stronger." Danial didn’t believe her, but he had no concrete way to challenge her statement directly. Her answer felt too vague, too rehearsed. Something didn’t sit right with him. He thought for a moment, and suddenly a realization struck him—he had inherited a unique ability known as the Third Eye. This skill allowed him to observe the true nature of things, including hidden medical conditions and the internal energy flow within a person.

"I always told you that 'sister' of yours is nothing but a conniving bitch. A poisonous snake right under green grass but you never understood. See why I said she has eyes for your man?" "He's not my man" Even though I can't deny the fact that she told me. My best friend Veronica always had that gift. The one that could tell perfectly how genuine a person was. She was more of a clairvoyant too. Which was sometimes horrifying as I wonder if I've befriended a human or some other creature. "What did you do?" "Nothing"

Riviera tells her friend. "Wow. If you knew Jason, you wouldn't have said that. There was a time we thought he would have been the true Alpha." "He doesn't have any abilities." Kylie said. "Not true, he just hides them." Sabastian said. “So he lied to me!’’ Kylie yells. Riviera thinks back to the first she lay eyes on Jason. She was getting an eerie feeling from him. "What power does he posses?" Riviera asks. "He can manipulate the shadows, can use it as his own transport system."

He is abnormally fast in the dark, as if he can see clearly and he is using… magick, while I only saw him because of the very weak moonlight streaming in from a shattered window. I feel my frown deepening as I think… he’s known he has strange abilities since he was nine… and he must have been using them to heighten his senses and compensate for physical limitations while he hides in plain sight. He often says he makes it hard for people to find him. But the Council is only really aware of him using technology and a newly created identity to hide. I think he’s been behaving like the Warlock that he is all along, he just doesn’t know what to call it but what Mundanes call it—psychic.

Of the answers he had given in response to Cedric’s fixation with his supposed command over the dragons. Of the specific acts of torture he had undergone if only to demonstrate in detail the extent of Cedric’s Gifted healer’s abilities in reviving a man from the brink of death each time. Even severed limbs, he describes coolly, had been easy enough for the healer to repair. At that, Alcina bites her lip so hard she tastes blood. “So,” Percy says once Brendan has finished. “Cedric has not only a man Gifted with teleportation and one with telekinesis….”

Her best friend had been revealed many truths about herself and her lineage that would spark emotions she'd never felt before. Since. They were children Cassandra could tell that Alicia would struggle with who she really was. Cassandra had always known of her lineage, yet she had been sworn to never reveal any of it. Now that the truth was known she could talk freely, which was a relief. It wasn't easy for her to keep secrets Alicia. And there were still things she had yet to tell her. Urlecit knew her secret, he almost revealed it in the throne room when they arrived. Alicia wasn't the only one outside the Goddess Council that possessed abilities. She too had been born with powers and abili