Falyn Pov
I clenched my teeth painfully, shifting them back and forth as smoke started to spew out of my nostrils. “Are you struggling, little one? Do you need to ask Cain for help?” Amelia asked with a worried tone in her voice.
I lifted my eyes to look into her dark brown ones, nothing but concern in her pretty eyes as she stared at me, a soft frown on her face nearly hidden by the white fan that was lazily waving back and forth in front of her mouth. Right now I could understand the need for the fan, the way I was angry, the smoke slowly spewing from my mouth and sliding throughout the room, settling around us like a blanket. There was a window in my office, but it was cold from the snow and it wasn’t easy to open it. Sure, Cain asked a few days ago if we wanted him to try it, but I
