Odelia’s POV
Driving towards Maplewood, my hands clenched the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. The scenery rushed past my windows, but my mind was stuck on the ritual we’d just performed.
It wasn’t the tracking spell itself that troubled me. I’d cast plenty of those over the years. What really got to me was how much raw magical power Ava had shown. When our hands connected to make the circle, I felt this incredible surge of energy flowing from her. Pure, strong magic that nearly took my breath away. The fact that we could pinpoint Liam’s location so precisely was mostly because of her power boosting the spell.
This was exactly what I didn’t want to happen.
"You’re worried about her," Fabiola’s voice cut through my spiraling thoughts.
I took a deep breath. "Of course I’m worried. She’s my daughter. She’s getting a bit..."
"Out of your control?" Fabiola finished.
"Yeah," I admitted.
"Odelia, she’s not a little kid anymore. She’s grown up! You gotta accept that."
"Accept what? That she doesn’t need me to protect her?" My voice got louder. "Fab, I’m her mother."
"The moment you sealed her wolf, you stopped being just a mother. You became someone who controls her."
Those words hit me like a punch to the gut.
Years ago, I put a double seal on Ava. One to lock away her wolf and another to shut down her magical gifts. I thought this would give her a normal life, safe from the betrayal and pain of the werewolf world. But now, as she got older, my seals were obviously weakening. Today’s ritual proved it. Her magic was waking up.
And if her magic was coming back, how long before her wolf followed?
"I’ll take her to Silver Creek," I said.
"Gonna run to Hilary to make the seals stronger again?" Fabiola’s tone got sharp. "You’re taking away Ava’s freedom. She has a right to know the truth."
"I’m protecting her!" I almost yelled. "That crazy stalker ex Isaac and this cheating player Joseph are perfect examples of why she needs protection! She has no clue how to keep herself safe!"
"Maybe that’s because she never had a father, so she goes looking for emotional comfort from the wrong men? Like you did?"
That cut straight through me like a blade.
Angry, I threw up a mental wall, completely cutting off my connection with Fabiola.
The car went quiet, filled only with the engine’s hum and my heavy breathing.
Even with my wolf silenced, I couldn’t stop the memories from flooding back. That man who betrayed me, that Alpha who promised to protect me forever. When I was carrying his child and believed we had a future, he marked his fated mate instead.
I remembered that crushing pain, the hopelessness when our mate bond was ripped apart, the fear of almost losing Ava. If my mother hadn’t shown up in time to use her magic to save us, neither my daughter nor I would have made it.



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