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“You expelled a significant amount of magic tonight,” she went on. “Enough to help the Draugr drive back the Algea.”
“I didn’t even know what I was doing,” I admitted.
“That is precisely why you are here.”
Her gaze sharpened.
“To learn to master your powers. Not to indulge instinct. Not to follow emotional impulses. And certainly not to entangle yourself with creatures who could destroy you before you understand what you are.”
My jaw tightened.
“You mean Raven.”
“I mean the Draugr.”
There it was again.
The distinction.
The warning.
“You are not safe beyond the wards,” she continued. “Not yet. Stay within the Institute until you learn control.”
“When will that be?”
“When you stop asking that question and start learning.”
Helpful.
Very helpful.
“You may return to your dormitory,” she added. “Or remain here. The choice is yours.”
Chapter 16-Serena
My head was pounding by the time she finished talking.
Not just from the magic.
Not just from the storm.
From everything.
Heritage. Death magic. Madness. Power.
Raven.
Draugr.
Mate.
Mine.
The words circled each other in my skull like they were trying to form something I wasn’t ready to understand.
Just then—the door burst open. Again.
Wind howled through the infirmary for a split second, green light flaring—and Professor Kenna was simply gone.
