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Thorne paced across the dojo, and I stiffened as he moved his grasp
around the wicked throwing star in his right hand. Sweat gathered on
the back of my neck, and I wished I’d put my hair up in a ponytail. Today’s
training session was stressful enough.
Then again, the last thing I wanted was for the other War Mages to see
my nerves. Weakness got you killed in our society. Or worse, banished.
My parents, Aunt Primrose, and the Elder War Mages stood at the
periphery of the expansive room, watching what I sensed would be my epic
failure. That didn’t lay the pressure on at all. Torchlight flickered
everywhere, making the throwing star glint in Thorne’s hand.
I shouldn’t even be here or use a Normal trainer. Though I liked Thorne,
War Mages never trained beside other types of Supernaturals, let alone
Normals, and Aunt Primrose got the Elders to place me here as
“punishment.” Thorne, I knew, hated them as well.
Somewhere, an old War Mage cleared his throat in disgust.
At least the Elders hated the fact that the floor wasn’t marble, and they
never ran electric lights or air conditioning to this part of the Underground.
So, I could take comfort in that.
Thorne paced now, flicking the star in his hand. It turned into a blur in
his skilled hand. “Keep focusing.”
I adjusted my stance as my older brother, Xavier, nodded at me. “I am.”
My heart raced as I flexed my bare fingers, urging my hot magic into them.
But over the past few months, I committed the crime of having my
magic deplete and fizzle out. As if I could do that on purpose.
“Clear your mind.” Thorne was doing his best, trying to make my magic
work, but he didn’t understand what it was like to use it. Anger usually
helped me summon the dangerous energy.
Now Aunt Primrose cleared her throat, and a flash of irritation ripped
through my chest, making the first tingles of hot energy race into my
fingers. Why did I have to stand here in shame after she did plenty of
Thorne stopped and looked right at me, but he didn’t smile. “You have
exceptional magic. You’re a Lovelli, descended straight from the God of
War.” The martial arts instructor must have learned to always stay stoic. He
trained Normals during the day and Supernaturals at night.
His words made me feel no better. Frustration bubbled into my chest
from all this. I was being observed like a criminal.
Thorne frowned, breaking his poker face, and the middle-aged man
flexed his muscles in a reflexive motion. “All fighters have tough streaks,
but the key is to work through them.” He spoke more at the gathered Elders
than to me, but Thorne would have no say. He stood far below them.
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