Kiana
“I give up.”
Irene smiled at me like I was a petulant child, maybe because I was acting like one, and gestured to the candle again. “It’s only been an hour, Kiana. It’s a little early to be giving up.”
Only an hour? It felt like we’d been at it for days. Lunessa, Irene, Janelle, and even Ava were all circled around me in the woods. Willa kept her distance, but I could feel her closeness. There was a flat boulder in the middle with a single lit candle on it. My instructions were simple.
Put out the candle, and they didn’t mean with my breath or a snuffer. Frankly, that would have been easier.
“Maybe my magic doesn’t put out fires. Have you ever considered that?”
“Every witch can call on every element, to some degree,” she said easily. “Learning to put out a single flame is one o
