Bea’s POV
As the black smoke swirled around us, I felt a strange sensation building inside me. It was as if the magic awakened, responding to Raven and Rowan's chant. I looked at Ava and saw that she was feeling it too, her eyes locked on mine with excitement and trepidation.
The pack members stepped back, their faces filled with awe and fear.
The smoke grew thicker, and I could feel the magic coursing through me like a river. It was overwhelming yet exhilarating. I had never felt so alive.
Ava's eyes met mine, and we shared a look of understanding. We knew that this was it – the moment when we would either learn to control our powers or succumb to them.
Raven and Rowan's chanting grew louder, their voices weaving in a hypnotic rhythm. The black smoke began to take shape, forming ten
