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``` Chapter Thirty-Three

โ€œClose your eyes.โ€ I had barely wiped the sleep from my eyes when my dad sat me down in his office with Uncle Ronnie. I settled deeper into the chair and closed my eyes. โ€œNow I want you to pull Nix closer to the surface until your eyes shift.โ€

โ€œThe wolfsbane?โ€

โ€œWonโ€™t interfere. We waited the last two days to clear it from your system.โ€ My father settled behind his desk. That made sense. I have been shut in my room for the last few days, doing my best not to shift. And staying clear of other wolves has been my saving grace. โ€œClose your eyes, Amy.โ€ I nodded. โ€œOnce Nix is close to the surface, I am going to have Ronnie scent you. Once your scent has shifted, we can work on the next step.โ€

โ€œIf Uncle Ronnie can scent me, wonโ€™t that screw me over?โ€ I peeked out of one eye, and my dad shook his head.

โ€œWe wonโ€™t be shifting fully, just bringing Nix forward enough so we can tell when you manage cloaking yourself.โ€ I closed my eyes again and shook myself.

โ€œNix, I need you to come closer,โ€ I whispered, and Uncle Ronnie laughed.

โ€œYou know you can talk to her in your mind, right?โ€

โ€œYou know you can shut up, right, old man?โ€ I shot back, and he chuckled.

Nix slunk out of the trees in my inner sanctum, and she slowly approached me. Amy, are you sure this is safe?

โ€œNot at all, but we have to hide our scent, and this is the way we learn.โ€ I shrugged and waited until she came closer. I felt my eyes shift as she got closer to the surface of my soul, and I opened my eyes to face my father. โ€œOkay.โ€

My father cocked his head toward me, and Ronnie got up. Once he was next to me, he knelt down and sniffed around me. I held still as he scented me and waited until he pulled back to look me in the eye. โ€œYouโ€™re hiding things, little pup.โ€ Ronnieโ€™s eyes had shifted to his wolf's gray eyes and leaned in again. โ€œBut I have her scent.โ€ He leaned back and popped back to his feet.

โ€œOkay, close your eyes again, Amy.โ€ My father leaned down on his desk, and I settled back into myself. โ€œConnect with your power.โ€ I stumbled on what I was supposed to do, but then I remembered the pot. Nix, Megan, and I rushed to the clearing, and I slid to a stop in front of it. I placed my hand on it, and I felt a rush through my body. This was power. โ€œSoon you will connect to it without a thought, but for now, you may have to touch your power source.โ€ I nodded along. โ€œNow I want you to picture a blanket.โ€

โ€œA blanket?โ€ I furrowed my brow and waited.

โ€œYes.โ€ My fatherโ€™s voice was amused. โ€œItโ€™s a huge blanket that you toss over Nix, and you tuck her in.โ€

โ€œHow does this help? Tucking her away? And how does it help when she is out?โ€ Uncle Ronnie chuckled, and my dad growled softly.

โ€œItโ€™s just a metaphor that you can imagine helping with the cloaking,โ€ he explained, but I couldnโ€™t get past tucking Nix in out of my mind. I giggled and shook my head.

โ€œItโ€™s not going to work. I keep picturing her as a baby.โ€ Nix prowled, and I laughed outright.

โ€œI need you to picture a way to either change your scent or picture a way to keep it in,โ€ my father explained.

โ€œLike a scented candle or something?โ€ I just stared at my dad, and he smirked.

โ€œSomething like that. We just need something your mind can picture and hold on to in the back of your mind, something that will come easily so you donโ€™t have to focus on it.โ€

Chapter Thirty-Three

โ€œOkay...โ€ I trailed off and closed my eyes. โ€œWhat works better?โ€

โ€œWhy donโ€™t you try one, and we will check, and then the other? Whichever works the best is the one we will focus on.โ€ I started with the scented candle since it was the easiest to picture. I walked back to my clearing and sat down by the pot. Nix dropped a candle at my feet, and I placed it on the stump.

โ€œHow do I light it?โ€ I turned to Nix, and she chuffed before she leaned down and huffed out a soft breath, lighting the candle. The soft scent of vanilla and cinnamon wafted out. โ€œHowโ€™s that?โ€

I waited for Ronnie to get up, and I heard him take big breaths in, taking in my scent. โ€œYou originally smelled of citrus and berries. Now you smell confusing, like you added vanilla and cinnamon. Itโ€™s weird.โ€ ```


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