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I was shocked when he said that was his decision, I mean less than 5 minutes ago he wouldn’t even hear about it and then he just decided in five minutes to put him in a position that was meant for me. “Don’t you know? A man’s best character can be predicted when he has power in his hands, your dad just put power in his hands to reveal how he is”, Aria says. “I thought the character shows when one is poor”, I say confused. “When he’s poor and when he has power, then imagine putting a poor man in power, now his every move is vital”, Aria says. “I doubt, dad might have done it for me and we are busy reading so much into it”, I say and Aria shrugs.

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.

Powerlessness against power. — Look at yourself, he says softly. Look at the woman who thought she could defy a Tsar with a table knife. It's pathetic. The rage inside me explodes into silent sobs, violent spasms I can't contain. Hot tears stream down my cheeks, betraying my defeat, my shame, my absolute weakness. — Cry, he says, almost kindly. Cry for your stupidity. Cry for your bodyguard's death. Cry for your own powerlessness. It's the only thing you can do freely now.

"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."

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I dress in silence, eyes fixed on the small red light blinking from the corner camera. Is she watching me through that thing? The sick witch. Or worse—was my “progress,” as she liked to call it, being recorded and sent to Gratia? I clench my fists, fighting the urge to rip the damn device off the wall and smash it. But I stop myself. My only ticket out of here, is my continuous act of powerlessness. I need to keep acting like her little dumb doll. Jake walks in later just as I tuck myself back into bed like the helpless girl they want me to be. In his hands is a tray of—

I wanted to punch him! “I wish you’d just die!” I screamed into the darkness. My breath hitched. “I wish you’d…” my voice cracked. I sniffled, my body trembling—not from the cold anymore, but from the overwhelming helplessness. Because what could I do? What power did I have? Nothing. I felt so small. So impossibly powerless. My fists clenched. I wanted to hit something, his face, the wall, the floor, anything. I was cold. Hungry. My leg throbbed with a deep, aching pain that pulsed with every breath I took.

I could feel my blood turning to ice as I realized that not only was I trapped in what could only be hell, but I also didn’t have my wolf powers here. "How does it feel to be powerless?" The voice chuckled. "The great alpha Ivan. The most powerful alpha of your time? You have been reduced to nothing more than a human." "Even human, I’ll fucking kill you!" I warned. If this bastard thought that I wasn’t capable of killing someone without my wolf, he was sadly mistaken. I wasn’t some idiot that only depended on my supernatural abilities. "Why don’t you come out from wherever you’re hiding so I can show you just how powerless I am?

I could feel the edges of my power flickering beneath my skin, but something was wrong. Why wasn’t it working? Reese wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close, but even his warmth couldn’t comfort me. I was numb. The world was spinning out of control, and I was helpless to stop it. "I’m losing my powers," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Reese tensed beside me. "What do you mean?" "I can feel it," I choked out, my vision blurring with fresh tears. "It’s like they’re slipping away, Reese. I don’t know what’s happening."

I yelled but it didn't affect him at all. "Scared? I can see that your scared but you're only pretending to be brave in front of me. You don't have to be scared because am not going to harm you since am not here for you but for my dad's murderers, your children. Am telling you this because I know you won't tell your family about it since you can't use your powers today. You.. are... just.. helpless."he said emphasizing the word helpless. Indeed I was helpless because I woke up feeling weak and powerless. I didn't know it was my day to deliver until I heard it from him.