Kyra- An hour into trying to tap into my powers, I was getting frustrated. I was sitting on the hard ground, feeling as if I wasn’t getting anywhere. No matter how hard I tried I couldn’t do anything. Snapping at Hunter wasn’t doing any of us any good. Every time he tells me to try again or keep trying, I just wanted to bite his head off. Whatever I was doing was clearly not working. The most I managed to do was piss myself off. Hunter had gotten the idea that I needed to learn to manipulate before I could control. When he placed a candle in front of me, already burning, had tried for ten minutes to just get the flame to get larger, or manipulate it to move. Nothing happened though, well not until I threw the damn thing against the wall. Then something happened. It broke. Probably the most thrilling thing that has happened in the past hour. I felt gratification from destroying the blasted thing. When Hunter told me I needed to try to calm down and concentrate

Hunter- Waking up at four o’clock in the morning, I quickly threw on a pair of jeans and a navy blue tshirt and went to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee. When I walked through the door, Kyra was sitting at the kitchen counter, her head was resting on the table, sleeping. I debated on just leaving her be so she could sleep, but she didn’t look comfortable. “Kyra?” I said softly, gently shaking her. When she didn’t respond, I leaned down closer to her ear and tried again. “Come on baby girl, lets get you up to bed.” I said a little louder, trying not to spook her. I waited to see if she would rouse a bit, but she still kept sleeping, soundly. Carefully, I placed one arm beneath her knees and the other behind her back and lifted her, cradling her to my chest. She started to stir, my breath caught in my chest, and I became still, hoping she would fall back asleep. A soft whimper escaped her slightly parted lips and she leaned into me more, wrap

Hunter- I found myself coming to a dead stop as soon as I discovered Kyra leaning against the bars, talking to the rogue. “I don’t understand, how am I supposed to lead you?” Kyra was asking. “Truthfully, I don’t understand it myself, but I have this feeling that I need to be here with you. I have been a rogue since I was six, I kept my humanity until I was about eight, when my parents died. We had formed our own little pack sort of. Then I was on my own.” Brett was telling her, as Kyra listened to him keenly. “By all accounts, I shouldn’t be here. My wolf had taken over completely. To be honest, I don’t know how I am here. I just woke up one night, about six months ago and Selene came to me and told me I needed to make my way here, to Montana. I didn’t ask questions, I did as she requested, and last week I smelled your blood. It was so strong.” He continued. “What did Selene tell you, exactly?” Kyra interrupted, her gaze flickered to me brief

Kyra- Between the pizza and Hunter, it was nearly impossible to focus on the movie. Not like the movie was bad or anything, but I didn’t understand any of the things Hunter kept laughing at. What was so funny about people doing stupid stuff? To top it all off, Hunter’s laughter was intoxicating. Probably the only reason I didn’t tell him I wasn’t very interested in a show I didn’t understand. Was it me? Did my up bring cause me to not be able to laugh at things like this? Granted I did laugh, though it was usually when I was around others that I found amusing or when I was having fun. Laughing at a screen though, I couldn’t comprehend. Viewing Hunter as he watched the movie, was enjoyable enough. I didn’t realize until now how full of life he was. Why had I pushed so hard to keep him at a distance? I had accepted Lucy almost instantly. I befriended Mel in a sort, just as fast. Even Caleb I didn’t mind. Everyone I had interacted with, I gave them in a sense, a

Kyra- Spending a couple of hours in the library, I was beginning to lose hope, was there really such thing as a Champion? If it really was an archaic tradition, how much of what Caleb said was accurate? Looking through the stack of books I had pulled from the shelves, I paused on one that read ‘Myths or Legends?’. I wasn’t sure if the book would tell me much, but for some reason, I was drawn to it. Picking it up, I started flipping through the book and landed on a page that explained the myths and legends of Champions. I started reading, finding that Caleb had been truthful, but there was so much more information. I was glad to see that when a Champion pledges themselves, that if the one they serve dies, they die, was just a myth. Theoretically, if I agreed, I would be able to link with him, almost as if we were in the same pack. To be honest, I wasn’t sure how I felt about that, I had never linked with anyone other than Alexia. The only downfall to having a