Careless Magic book 1

Chapter 19

"Try it again," Principal Saint.... Amory commanded me.

I closed my eyes, letting in every sound, every movement, and every breath. The magic flowed through me, putting every nerve on edge. My senses were sharpened like I didn't think was possible and my breathing even.

My blood felt hot under my skin, as if it was boiling my insides, but it wasn't an unpleasant feeling. I welcomed the sensation, understanding it was the magic finally unleashed. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up straight and I could feel the magic wanting to escape, wanting to be set free.

Now that my senses were heightened, I felt the extra sense that came with being an Immortal. My sixth sense was the perception of nearby magic. What felt like electricity rushing through me whenever I was around another Immortal, was my perception of someone else's magic. When I was near another Immortal's magic my blood began to tingle and pulsate. The magic that consumed me now alerted me to not only Amory's presence but that he was at this moment trying to read my thoughts.

I closed my eyes tighter and concentrated. I could not clear my mind, because then I would lose focus. I allowed it to be full of everything I could think of in order to practice for day to day activities. Closing my mind to outside forces must be natural to me or I would never survive another day at Kingsley. A small blush rushed to my cheeks as I thought about all of the days before and how open my mind had been to everyone else.

I allowed the magic to build inside of me, feeling as natural as breathing. Now that I knew the magic was a natural part of me I no longer felt the need to oppress it. I finally understood that when I would push it down before I would only make things more difficult for myself; I was not human, I could no longer act like it.

I felt Amory's magic prying the outside of my mind. It was as if someone was trying to cover my head with a heavy blanket. Slowly he worked his magic around my mind, trying to slip under or through any way that he could; but the longer I kept him away the easier it became. My magic grew stronger and I stood up straighter. The force field I had built around my thoughts became fortified and I relaxed, this was becoming natural.

I glanced at the clock, careful to maintain my defenses, 3:OO AM. We had been working on this for hours and finally I was getting the hang of it. I felt Amory pull his magic back and I looked over to see that he was finally wearing a smile. After hours of disappointment I was thankful I could finally come through.

"Good Eden. That was excellent!" he clasped his hands together. "Do you think you can keep that up at school?" his smile faded and his expression became worried.

"Yes, I think so. It's getting easier," I smiled reassuringly.

"I would not risk it if I didn't think your absence would cause suspicion. Everyone is going to be asking questions and we can't afford one mistake. It's bad enough your only friend at school was a Shape-Shifter, but then to display your powers in such a way as to make the Crown Prince look weak is an entirely different matter," he wrung his clasped hands together and began to pace. I didn't exactly understand what he was talking about, but I did trust him.

I watched him silently, realizing how similar we looked. He had the same oversized onyx eyes that I did and a tall frame topped with almost black, wavy hair. I went over the story he told me once again in my mind: my parents died when I was a baby and Aunt Syl found me while she was on a hike in the woods; I had been raised as a human until now when by accident I discovered I had powers. As vague as the story was and maybe a little farfetched, it was the only one I had.

"There is one more thing I would like to try with you. It will require your full concentration, and it will not be easy," Amory stopped pacing and looked at me full in the face.