Chapter Fifteen: The Raising Storm
The following days were a blur of training, preparation, and uncertainty. The enclave was alive with whispered conversations, secretive meetings, and the hum of tension that clung to the air like a heavy fog. Evelyn could feel it—the impending storm that was slowly brewing around her. Every step she took felt weighted, as if the ground beneath her was shifting, threatening to swallow her whole.
Alaric was with her constantly, offering guidance, support, and sometimes just a quiet presence that anchored her when the world around her felt like it was collapsing. He had been teaching her how to harness the power that resided within her, the untamed force of her bloodline that she could no longer ignore.
