Clarissa’s P.O.V.

It had been two days since I had read the letter Antonio had left me, and it never ceased to amaze me how sweet Brantley was. He did everything he could to take my mind of how hurt I was and even helped grow my powers. Like right now, I was slowly learning that I could move faster than my mind could comprehend.

I felt the air around me swarming, and the cool breeze kissed me like a welcome friend. Brantley’s intense gaze watched me from the porch as I used ...