Chapter 219

Dain leaned against the cabin wall, his orange eyes catching the faint glow of the moonlight streaming through the window. Elyra sat cross-legged on the floor, tracing invisible patterns in the dust with her finger. The air between them was heavy with unspoken thoughts. "No one can ever know," Dain said at last, breaking the silence. His voice was firm, resolute.

Elyra looked up, her golden eyes narrowing. "I know that, Dain. Do you think I want people to see us as more of freaks than they already do?"

Dain sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "It's not just about what they think. If anyone finds out what we can do..." He trailed off, the thought too unsettling to finish.

Elyra nodded, her expression softening. "We don't even understand it ourselves."

They sat in silence for a moment longer before Elyra spoke again. "We need to figure it out-whatever this is."

Dain raised an eyebrow. "How do you propose we do that?"

We push ourselves. We see

far from Matthew's watchful eyes. Elyra led Dain to a secluded clearing deep in the forest, where the towering trees shielded them

felt in her chest. She closed her eyes, her silver hair catching the light as she concentrated. A faint glow began to surround her, pulsing in time with her heartbeat. "Whoa," Dain muttered, taking a step

opened her eyes, the glow fading instantly. "It's... it's not consistent," she admitted. "I can feel it, but I can't

jacket, his muscles tense. "Let

thick tree trunk and squared his shoulders. With a deep breath, he swung his fist at the wood. The crack of splintering bark echoed through the clearing as his hand smashed clean through the tree, leaving a jagged

the only one trying to figure things

complex. It wasn't just loyalty or protectiveness anymore-there was something

stream, her legs dangling into the cool water. Dain joined

he said, his voice quieter than

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