Chapter 6 The Spark Of Power Ignites

• The morning air was crisp against Jenna’s still-heated skin as she stepped outside.
• She followed the winding path along the side of the manor, the silence between the trees broken only by birdsong and the crunch of gravel under her boots. The training center sat just beyond a wide, dew-slick lawn—its open space framed by low stone walls and climbing ivy.
• The moment she stepped into the clearing, her breath caught.