MAYA'S POV

My body hums and trembles with so much energy. Mirrors, windows, jewelry and everything that has glass or is reflective flies towards me like I have a fucking glass magnet on me. I scream and use my hands to block my face and eyes, so I won't get hurt.

I struggle to get a hold of myself. I'm either supposed to transform into something or use these glasses to form something, but I'm helpless right now. I glance at Maddox, and my nails are gradually turning into claws, my arm is ...