Olivia
The week and a half that followed was a whirlwind of intense training. Each day, Freya would guide me through various rituals and exercises, pushing me to tap into the ancient power that lay dormant in my blood.
On the first day, we began with simple exercises—or rather, I would soon come to learn how simple they truly were.
But at first, they felt like hell.
“Three hours?” I asked incredulously when Freya told me how long I would be meditating for on my very first day.
“I know it seems like a lot,” Freya explained. “But in this short amount of time, it’s the only way to begin tapping into your powers.”
I sighed. Freya was right; with our plan to take down Dan and the s*x trafficking ring coming closer and closer, we didn’t have much time.
At first, it wa
