Ebony's POV
"I can't do it," I said. I was getting frustrated. I had been training with Jacob for three weeks now. Well, if that is what you want to call it. All he has me doing is looking at a cup that he wants me to move with my mind.
"Yes, you can, Ebony. You need to concentrate," Jacob said
"I have been concentrating for a week now, and the cup hasn't moved," I replied. Jacob closed his eyes for a moment and let out a sigh before opening his eyes.
"Come here, Ebony. Let's take a break," Jacob said, and we sat on the grass. It was funning seeing the King of Werewolves sitting on the grass looking all normal. After hearing all those stories about the Werewolf King, I would never have thought he would be sitting with me. Of course, I never thought he would be my father, either.
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