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when I have no idea the reasoning behind them!”
    “A…” he says closing his eyes. “You’ve never had a problem trusting me before. Why now do you decide to stop?” He looks at me, pleading that I stop pushing this.
    I huff in defeat. “So, it’s true what Mom said. She basically had two lives?” I ask, changing the subject.
    He nods.
    “That’s insane.”
    “It is. And so insane that you have to promise me you won’t go back to Gaia, Sweetheart. It’s dangerous.”
    “Dangerous because of Cohen?” I quickly regret the mention of his name when Dad’s eyes fill with fire.
    “Just stay away from Gaia.”
    I look at my feet. “All right.”
    “And Isaac, Cohen’s son, stay away. All right?”
    I nod as I slowly lift my eyes from my feet to look at Dad. “I’ll stay away from Gaia and Isaac Aberdeen.”
    “Go get some rest. Tomorrow you train with Uncle Jett and Uncle Mason.”
    “But, Daaaaad, I already know how to use my magic!”
    “But you are still working on fighting with it. And things have been off lately. You will train until we all think you are ready to take on unexpected trouble, which could very well happen since your little escapade to Gaia.”
    “Can you explain what trouble I should expect?”
    “I can’t explain something that I know nothing about. I don’t know what to expect now, but I do know we need to be prepared. So, you train tomorrow.”
    Dad raises a brow at me waiting for my agreement.
    “Yes, sir.” I roll my eyes.
    He stands. “I really hope this eye-rolling thing is just a faze. I don’t like it, A.”
    “I don’t even realize I do it most of the time. Goodnight, Dad.”
    “Night, A.”

 

    I HUNCH OVER and place my hands on my knees as I crack up laughing at Uncle Mason, who I just sent flying into the nearby pond. Uncle Jett is laughing silently, but it’s obvious he’s just as tickled as I am by the forceful up-and-down jerking of his shoulders.
    I watch as Uncle Mason gets out of the pond and makes his clothes instantly dry. He plants his hands on his hips and frowns at me.
    Uncle Jett pats my back. “Good job, Kid.”
    I watch Uncle Mason leave to go inside. “Are you sure? Or did I take it too far? I think he’s mad.” I look at Uncle Jett.
    He laughs and shakes his head. “You didn’t take it too far. That was perfect.”
    I place my hands on my hips. “Why do I have the feeling you got some personal satisfaction from that?”
    “Well, he does think of himself as indestructible. It was nice to see a seventeen-year-old send him flying. And the pond was a bonus.”
    We both laugh.
    “All right, let’s try something else while we wait for him to come back out.”
    I nod as I tuck hair behind my ears.
    He starts thrusting magic toward me. I immediately block it with my own magic shield.
    My hair whips fiercely around my face as my magic builds. I grin wickedly when the branches on the trees begin to sway from side to side. The sound of them bending and the breeze hypnotizes me, causing me to lose myself to my magic.
    My fingertips tingle with power. I tilt my head to the side as I watch Uncle Jett struggle against me. Allowing my magic to leave me with this much force is the most exhilarating feeling I have ever experienced.
    The euphoria of my power takes over every inch of me. Wind circulates fiercely around me and wet strands of hair stick to my cheeks. A colossal amount of magic builds inside of me, and I don’t even attempt to contain it. I have to release it.
    “A, stop! Stop it now,” I faintly hear someone yell.
    My arms feel like they’re floating and are moving at their own will. Warm electricity bursts from my fingertips. I feel others’ magic trying to invade my perfect storm, but it can’t.
    A smile creeps ever so slightly across my lips. This feels so—
    I fall to the ground gasping for air. What just happened? I quickly come back to reality, realizing the amount of magic that I released was too much. I lie down in the