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Glancing back over my shoulder, I looked at him with worried eyes. What happened?

“What’s wrong—,”

But then I noticed it. There was an invisible umbrella around us, blocking the water from touching us. I blinked, trying to make sense of what was keeping the water from hitting us.

Dorran stared at me until I realized he thought I was doing it. I wasn't, was I? I hadn't even thought about the water.

“You’re controlling the water, Little Mouse.”

I blinked several times, not knowing how I did it, but understanding it was because the water was irritating me. “I don’t know how,” I whispered.

Dorran grabbed my hip, slipped deeper inside, then out of me. “It’s emotion,” he whispered, pulling out and then back in.

In seconds he spilled his seed onto the shower floor and pulled me close to him. “Your emotions have been all over the place every time something happened. You were drunk in the shower the first time and scared the second. Now you’re angry. Your emotions bring out your powers, and I think when this army arrives, you’ll show them just what you’re made of.”

I hoped that was true. I'd been so timid growing up that the thought of fighting anyone sounded ludicrous, but if I didn't believe in myself, who would believe in me?

Dorran helped me to my feet, brushing my hair from my eyes, I caught a glimpse of Evian in the corner of the room like the creep he was.

Our eye contact was long and uneasy.

I felt his anger.

But better yet, I felt his fear of the unknown.

Chapter Thirty-Six

Dorran

I watched Amara dress after our shower. The smooth curves of her body looked the same, but the girl across the room was not. The more time that went by without her medication was more time for her power to grow.

It was fascinatingly scary.

Not knowing what would come to her was beautiful and frightening.

She could hurt someone that way, but she could also rule.

Amara pulled her blonde hair from the back of her overlarge t-shirt and looked back at me. “I can feel you watching me,” she whispered.

“You’re amazing,” I said honestly. “Everything about you is amazing.”

A blush traveled along her porcelain skin. “I’m kind of a risk to be around. I stopped the water tonight, but what if I put a hole in the roof tomorrow.”

I walked over to her. “So, what? A roof can be replaced, but our kingdom can’t. If you can help to fight the sirens, I won’t be bothered about any damage done to me or this cabin. Tear it down, Little Mouse.”

She shook her head playfully, her gaze shifting around the room. I felt her attempt at hiding her fear. Had she seen him already? I didn’t doubt it.

He’d take any chance he could get to slide under her skin.

“Why don’t we test some of your skills,” I asked, offering her my hand. “Outside, if it makes you feel better.”

She looked down at her long T-shirt. “Let me put on some shorts.”

She slipped into a pair of black shorts, and slides. It wasn’t the ideal outfit for taking down sirens, but it was enough to take her mind off of Evian and his army of freaks.

The chilly September wind blew against the outside window, so I grabbed her one of my hoodies and helped her into it. My body was still racing from being inside of her.

The guards outside all straightened when we stepped off the front steps. One of the newer guards turned to face me. “Do you need anything Dorran? Were we talking too loudly?”

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