Page 61 of The Alpha's Sold Pregnant Mate

The books turned out to be very helpful, especially the one titled The Green Witch's Grimoire.

With the help of the books and Juniper's guidance, Esme was able to harness her powers, understand them, and control them.

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It had been two months already and Asher had grown more attached to Esme than he thought. She was always in his thoughts and on his mind every hour of the day. She had unlocked something in him, something that had been asleep for a while.

Sex with her was more than great, especially because she somehow managed to make him cum in a very different way. He had never felt the way before—never had his Alpha eyes glow so intensely like that during sex.

She had slowly crept her way into his heart, and he had already grown so used to having her as a wife. She made him feel better about himself, and she was really working hard to learn more about her powers and how to use them to help his Pack.

These past two months had been the best months of his life. His people were happy, the land was fruitful, and the farm was flourishing.

As he drove back home, Asher's mind flashed back to the day he saw his wife training with Juniper in the field.

He had come downstairs for a closer look and was leaning against a tree at a distance as he watched them.

Esme was standing in the heart of the forest, bathing in dappled sunlight that filtered through the leaves above.

Her feet were firmly planted in the ground, and her eyes were shut as she drew in a deep breath. Esme was surrounded by the symphony of whispers of the ancient trees.

She raised her hands, palms stretched out toward the verdant canopy above, and with a practiced precision, she gently flicked her fingers and whispered some words, understood only by the flora around her.

He watched in astonishment as the plants responded to her call, stirring in anticipation with rustling leaves.

His brows rose.

“That's it, Esme. Just stay focused,” Juniper said to her, standing beside her. “You're in control. The plants listen to you; they obey you. All you have to do is give the command.”

Esme wiggled her wrist, and vines began to emerge from the soil beneath her.

He watched them rise above her head, twisting and curling around her body.

She stepped forward gracefully, and they followed, copying the movements of her hands. Esme guided the vines with waves of her hands, coaxing them to dance to her will.

“Very good, Esme. Very good.” Juniper beamed with pride. “You catch on fast.”

The tendrils obeyed Esme's commands, weaving intricate patterns in the air as they swayed and undulated in response to her will.

Asher gawked at her in awe of the mastery that was unfolding before his eyes.

With a subtle shift in her stance, Esme channeled her energy surge, sending ripples of magic cascading through the air. The vines sprang into action immediately with astonishing speed and precision. They reached out with a flurry of green tendrils that seemed to stretch and elongate with each passing moment.

“Fascinating!” he whispered to himself.

He watched the vines twist and twine around imaginary enemies, ensnaring them in a web of living greenery that seemed to pulse with a life of its own.

With a swift, reflexive stunt, Asher flipped sideways away from the stretched-out vine that attacked him. He landed on the ground and rolled to his feet.

“Are you kidding me?” He spread out his arms and laughed.

“That's for trying to sneak up on us,” she replied amidst chuckles.

“Did you really think that you could take me down with some vines?” he teased proudly.

Her brows knitted. “Is that a challenge?”

“Think you're up for it?” he smirked.

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