{Elira}
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I woke up with a tight knot sitting heavy in my chest.
The morning air in the room felt colder than usual, or maybe it was just me.
Today was Thursday.
And that meant, in just a few hours, I'd be sitting in Power Channelling practical class — the course that Cambria had talked about.
My fingers curled around the blanket.
What if it really turned out that I had nothing — no gift, no spark?
What if, when the professor scanned us, I'd stand out not because I was special, but because I was empty?
I swallowed, my throat dry.
Trying to calm my nerves, I reached inward, searching for her — my wolf.
But all I felt was the familiar, unsettling emptiness.
She had only spoken to me twice since the Mating Moon Ceremony… and now, it felt like I was calling into a silent cave.
Maybe my wolf was weak. Or perhaps it was me.
I thought about confiding in the brothers.
Lennon's easy warmth, Rennon's calm steadiness… even Zenon's cold, blunt honesty.
