CHAPTER 466
~Zara's POV~
My thoughts spiralled. What if… what if I found myself in a worse situation? How would I react? What if there was no escape and I was surrounded by flames?
This time, I didn't move back.
I did the one thing she did not expect. I stepped into it.
I inhaled, welcomed it. The fire did not burn me. The heat wrapped around me but a setting cooling or warmth spread all around me.
I focused,then pushed both palms outward, dragging water and air together in a sudden burst. Steam exploded between us, shielding me.
Through the mist, I moved fast, cloaking my legs with a quick gust of wind to propel myself. I used the water still in the air and shaped it into sharp edges, sending them flying toward Siona.
She twisted her body, evading the first three before slicing through the fourth with a glowing blade made of pure light.
I didn't stop.
I called on earth beneath her, softening it—turning it to sludge. Just as she moved again, her boot sank and she lost balance.
I surged forward and stopped just before her with a ball of flame flickering between my palms.
She raised her hands in surrender, laughing. "Now that is what I'm talking about."
I panted, sweat dripping down my face as my heart thundered and arms shook.
But my magic… felt alive. It felt bette rthan it had ever been in the past, pulsing, responsive—like it had finally recognized what I needed from it.
Siona stepped out of the muck, brushing herself off. "You're getting there. That blend of instinct and control—it's what you'll need when you're outnumbered. When you don't have time to think."
I nodded, still trying to catch my breath.
"Now," she added, "do it again."
I groaned, but I raised my hands.
Because deep down, I knew—this was the only way to survive what was coming.
"Now, attack!"
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~Zade's POV~ freewebnσvel.cøm
With everything that had happened—the chaos with Kane, the rescue, the tension with the packs, and training ramping up, their divorce, Snow and Zara going missing—I barely had time to breathe, let alone spend proper time with Aira.
It weighed on me more than I cared to admit.
We were together—mated—but that didn't mean she didn't need to feel wanted or cherished and I'd been too damn focused on war and strategy to give her the simple sweetness she deserved.
So today, I changed that.
I pulled out my phone and typed a quick message.
Zade: Dinner with me tonight? Just us. I miss you.
I stared at the screen, thumb hovering over the send button like a fool before finally hitting it.
Her response came not even a minute later.
Aira: Perhaps.
I smirked. Of course. I could practically hear the amusement in her voice.
I didn't wait—I called.
Aira picked up on the second ring. "Zade." There it was. That voice that always made my chest feel full.
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