Chapter 46: Shadows of Power (Elara's POV)
The moon hung high in the night sky, a silvery sentinel watching over Valenheim as I paced the dimly lit halls of the mansion. Each step echoed against the cold marble floors, a reminder of my ever-growing restlessness. I felt as if I were suffocating in the weight of expectations—my own, Alexander's, and the cruel reality of the world around us.
It had been weeks since I had fully embraced my powers, and with each passing day, the burden became heavier. The remnants of my past were like chains around my heart, binding me to fears I struggled to escape. I could feel the shadows of doubt creeping into my thoughts, whispering insidious lies. Was I truly becoming a savior, or was I just another player in this deadly game of power and ambition?
