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Power creates division. I lifted my hand slightly. Silver light spread from my fingertips and flowed into the damaged structures around us. Not aggressively. Not forcefully. But gently. The throne authority responded to my intention. Broken pillars reconstructed themselves. Cracked walls sealed. Burned ground regenerated slowly. The restoration was not perfect but it stabilized the territory. Gasps spread among the observers. The uncle watched carefully. “You are using power for repair instead of destruction.” I replied calmly. “If I want people to trust authority” “They must see it to protect , not dominate.”

Another man from the group chimed in with a bland tone. After pondering for a moment, Fane decided that he wanted to get some information out of the other party’s mouth. “Hmm... Since you all think that today will be my last day, can you let me die with understanding? For example: Tell me which powerhouses of America do you guys belong to? How strong is it, and how many people are in it? After all, I’m an incredibly curious person.” “Haha! Let me tell you then, kiddo. The powerhouse behind us is unbelievably strong, powerful, and with high authority. Anyway, it’s a power that you can’t afford to offend at all.”

The room fell silent and Shana's smile faded. “I have no idea. I don’t know if we will have enough time to build your power that quickly...” My shoulders slumped. “But, with my help, the elders, all three of your packs and Oliver’s shifters, we may have enough people and power to kill bitch and her brothers.”

Power is intoxicating. There is no doubt about it. Just the feeling of a vast amount of power encompassing you is so empowering and hallucinogenic, it is no wonder that some people start to crave the feeling, becoming more and more greedy and corruptive with each passing moment. You just have to be strong enough to say enough is enough.

"That's right. So we either have to find another way to boost your power or keep sealing them one at a time. Clara thought about it. About three more battles like the last three. About how much each seal took from her. She did not know if she could survive three more. Each one drained her. Left permanent marks. "We find the anchor point," Clara decided. "We figure out how to amplify the power. And we end this. All at once." "That is a big risk," Marcus said. "If it fails—" "Then we fight them one at a time. But we try this first." The council agreed. The next three weeks would be spent preparing. Catherine would search for the exact location. Clara would train. Build her power reserves.

The others in the tent more frustrated than he was! "What else except the fact that the royal army is after you like the hunter dogs? Sniffling around all the time! " the chief, the leader of his supporters spoke. The frustration grew but what grew more was his thirst of power....now that he was chased like a wild pig in a forest, his want to rech to that throne had increased like never before.

I declared to please him. "I will take their pack down in the most cruel way possible." "What do I need to do to get stronger? You said that I have my father's power; what do I need to do for it to come out?" I asked him. "You need to simply train harder." "I will help you go through the process of changing during the full moon; that will help surge your power out." "You have a few weeks to do this; if you don't, you might miss her." "What do you mean?"

she said firmly. "I may not want to be a leader but I cannot stand by and watch innocent people die because the Council wants absolute power. We have to fight back somehow." Ethan nodded like he had been waiting for her to reach this conclusion. "Fighting back requires an army and we do not have one yet. But we can build one if we are smart about it and move quickly before the Council can stop us." Ross did not trust Ethan but we did not have many options and I could see my twin reaching the same conclusion I had.

“My eyes?” “Yes. You want to channel your power because you don't want the world to see you as a weak person, you want to show the world that being a late bloomer does not preclude one from being powerful. You want to prove to yourself and the world that there is indeed immense power within you, but there is one thing you are missing little one, You were given the power for a reason.

The sudden increase in power finally gave her some room to breathe. She could not stop herself from clenching her fists before she said, "Supreme Leader, don't worry. We'll definitely work a lot harder. Isn't there still about nine months? It'll all be fine." "Yes, I can't panic too much no matter what. All of you still need to stabilize your powers. You have to use pills to get stronger only when your power is already stabilized. Otherwise, if you get too fixated on the speed of improving, my strength will end up being hollow. If that's the case, I won't be able to get far. Only those with a solid foundation can go far," Severin nodded as he reminded.