Thirty seven

Melina's POV

As I stood alone in my room, I closed my eyes and concentrated, feeling the power within me pulsing and surging. It was like an electric current running through my veins, a force that I had always sensed but never fully understood.

But now, I was starting to understand it, to control it, and to use it to my advantage.

I was so engrossed in my practice that I didn't hear the door open, and it was only when I heard Beta Aren clearing his throat that I turned around, startled.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I saw him standing there, his eyes fixed on me with a mixture of curiosity and surprise.

"Melina," he said, his voice low and cautious. "What are you doing?"

I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to explain it to him. But then I took a deep breath and replied, "I'm practicing. I'm trying to work on my powers."

Beta Aren's expression softened slightly, and he nodded. "I see," he said. "Well, you're certainly making progress. But there's something else I need to te