Chapter 72

LYRA     

 

Three days.  Three days of being stuck in this cabin with Grace as she barks orders at me trying to teach me magic.  Between her constant nagging, my ever-growing belly, and not having my mates the only emotion I can feel is irritation.  I have refused to step back into the tearoom.  Now that I know it is a portal I do not wish to end up anywhere else, so Grace is reluctantly training me in the main room of her cabin.

 “You must clear your mind of emotions,” she says for the thousandth time.  

 Tiny flames burst from my fingertips as she speaks.  “You must clear your mind,” I mutter under my breath mocking the words that she constantly repeats in my direction.

 “I heard that,” she groans without turning to look at me. 

 “I have control over fire,” I whine like a little kid.  “Is that not enough?&rdqu