MARICK POV
Silence. Just silence.
And it almost made me smile.
Whenever I called them, everything stilled—no wind slipping through the branches, no small animals rustling in the undergrowth, not even a distant howl breaking the distance. Nothing. The forest didn’t breathe unless I allowed it to, didn’t move unless I permitted it, and there was something deeply satisfying about that kind of control, something that settled low in my chest and spread like heat.
It was a bit of a turn on, I had to admit.
So much power over the elements, so much power over nature itself. The fire burning in my veins had always been strong, I had always been powerful, but now—now that the spirits had chosen me too—I was something else entirely.
Something more.
Something… inevitable.
And she would realiz
