Embracing Mayhem, Magic, and Mates

es cracked underneath me as I crashed on the forest ground with a loud thud. I groaned, tryi

d, heaving me to my feet. "Dist

inished for

the bushes," she said, turning on her feet and

master the mystic arts. However, because she shared a different father, most of her coven ignored or taunted her. Her father was

ches and warlocks with the triple moon mark. They were special somehow, but my mom and Aunt refused to tell me why. So, I made it my mission to find out on my own. I

going to stand

aking me out of m

wn for once?" I asked, watching my mom cover the smirk on

"Your powers are still weak for a person your age, and I know it's my fault for waiting so late t

n training me since before I saw the first glimpse of my power at the ripe age of sixteen. At first, I was scared of it, thinking I was a freak of nature, but eventually

ng to my fighting positi

back and eyes that sparkled with ancient wisdom, loo

he sacred dance of magic in combat. It is a delicate balance between power

d doubled in size. "Magic," my mom continued, "is an extension of one's spirit. It flows from within, a manifestation of th

l toward the bushes, setting them aflame. Quickly

, you have to know how to contro

e washed over me. I could only

s, Dessa," my mom continued. "Breathe de

eet. Suddenly, I felt a tingling sensation spread through my veins, a whisper of power aw

I felt my feet liftin

oice gentle and calming. "Just relax i

me before slowly moving through me like an ebb. Another minute p

planted back on the groun

proudly. "Magic connects you to everything. It's part o

my mom walked ba

h affection. "You have the potential to do g

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would you

A white line flowed across my mind like a wisp of smoke. I grabbed onto it, reeling in its power into myself. Then I opened m

" I exclaimed, looking arou

hey're stuck like me. I thought as I slowly made my way towards them. As I g

but I knew Grace wasn't the planning type. She would rather sit on the couch, watching Real Life with Fae, than plan something like this. Still

ly. I wasn't sure I wanted to alert the w

familiarity surrounded me as she turned a

om