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Nina’s legs shook, and she pressed herself against the edge of a chair. She wanted him, but she was scared. She wanted him to touch her, but she also wanted to run. Fear, adrenaline, desire—it all twisted inside her in a way that left her dizzy. Dante’s hand brushed hers, guiding her slightly. “This is your lesson tonight,” he said. “Desire is not weakness. It’s power. And when you learn to use it… you’ll be unstoppable.” Her breath hitched. “You make it sound so… easy,” she said, half-laughing, half-whimpering.

Powers that have been waiting for you to awaken them. Powers? I thought. Me—the girl everyone dismissed as weak, powerless, nothing. My mind flashed to memories of Alpha Itao, his cold words cutting me down, telling me I’d never amount to anything. But it was all a lie. All this time, something had been lying dormant within me, waiting for the right moment to reveal itself.

"You are, by your own account and by all external measures, a powerful man. Yet you describe feeling powerless in this situation." "Financial power is useless against someone who can turn the legal system into a custom-made weapon, and public opinion into a cudgel," I said, the frustration I'd been swallowing for weeks finally finding a calm outlet. "My power was in systems she either owned or could corrupt. My only real power has been to stand with Maya. To be a shield, however imperfect."

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.

Dominic didn't understand why she was smiling. "What's so funny?" “Of course it's funny, you can't touch women because you're 'powerless'? Oh, this is so shocking, so funny!” Violet laughed very happily, it had been a long time since she laughed like this, although she was not allowed to laugh because it was sensitive.

“Ivan is really talented, with only two empty hands, he has gradually become the person who has the power to control all life in the dark world. His ability is both a powerful weapon and something that many people enviously want to destroy. “In his world, there was only my shadow, so it was very lonely. Jennifer, if you've entered his world, go through it with him, don't leave him alone." Jennifer nodded, remembering the times when Ivan protected her, she felt extremely warm.

Or is that just me? Out of breath, I know I’m getting weaker, but I must keep pushing myself on. I can’t give up. Rays of the sun appear via a clearing a few yards away. The spirits are guiding me to a safe place, and I race towards it. I feel relief at the edge of the clearing, like I made it. Ha, the loser is the only one to survive this ordeal. However, the spirits quickly remind me I’m still a loser. I trip over a large log that anyone would have seen if I paid attention instead of gloating in my head.

Powers that have been waiting for you to awaken them. Powers? I thought. Me—the girl everyone dismissed as weak, powerless, nothing. My mind flashed to memories of Alpha Itao, his cold words cutting me down, telling me I’d never amount to anything. But it was all a lie. All this time, something had been lying dormant within me, waiting for the right moment to reveal itself.

"Don't use me as an excuse. Don't you fucking dare put that shit on me!" His mouth opens. "You have no idea," he says, and now his voice is rising too, raw and scraped, "what it's like to be powerless. To have no one. To have no support, nothing, no one in your corner — you have no fucking idea what that does to a person, what it makes you—"

, I threatened, harshly. “Oh please Josh, don't you dare threaten me. Take a good look at yourself. Don't be slightly deluded. You cannot do a damn thing to me and even if you could, you will definitely not try anything funny here either”, she replied, confidently. I stared at her speechlessly, once again recognising the same fact that made me quiet earlier during the conversation with Martin and co. The fact that I truly was powerless. It's crazy that it took that ceremony for me to really come to terms with what I really am, a powerless man who couldn't even hurt those men let alone hurt a Xavier, especially a crazy one like Beatrice at that.