As soon as we were out of earshot, chaos erupted.

“What the hell was that?” Hayes growled.

“My talent?” I grimaced.

“You should have been able to sense it and get out!” he scolded, and I gasped in surprise.

“Sensed it? It’s instinct, Hayes. I didn't know my talent would manifest,” I retorted. According to Ria, it had emerged early because of the danger I was in.

“Well, it wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t caused a disarray, and that armoire almost crashed on ...