Chapter 1

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Walking through the hospital lobby, my skin prickles at the sensation of the magic in the air. I'd asked Ailin to make sure this place was secure, like battle worthy secure and she had done it. The whole sensation was new though despite being able to sense magic was something that was natural to us, but this. This was different. It was as if I could feel it, maybe even reach out and touch it if I wanted to. Every part of me was feeling recharged, like drinking too much coffee and looking at my hands, they trembled.

"You'll learn to switch off," Logan tells me.

"Switch off?"

"From the magic. Your powers are still super new and uncontrolled, so now it can sense more power, and it is tapping into it. Like how Alfie can tap into others energy to make him stronger, your body is just doing it on its own."

"It is?" I frown. "How do I stop it?"

"Practice I guess. Just focus less on it, don't overthink it." He stops walking. "I forgot who I'm talking to."

"Jerk."

"Hey, you do have a tendency to overthink things. I'm just pointing out the facts." Logan shrugs before leaning over to kiss my forehead. "Come on, forget about all of that now. We're not here for a magic lesson."

He makes a good point and nodding we continue walking inside. A small group of people stand in a circle, and one of the men is holding a massive bunch of flowers. I regret not bringing some now and wonder where the gift shop is here so maybe I could just get a bunch from there. Instead, I'm suddenly trying not to drop the arrangement that appeared from nowhere into my hands. I freeze, and Logan's eyes widen in surprise.

"Shit!" I mumble, looking around cautiously. "Do you think anyone saw?"

He gives a subtle look around, and thankfully no one seems even to be looking our way. Nurses are busy filling in discharge forms, the group are too involved in their own business, and the few other people walking around all seem to have too much on their minds to notice whether or not these flowers had always been here.

"You're fine. Just don't start wishing for an elephant or something, okay?"

"I'll try not to." It comes out harsher than I intended and taking a deep breath, focus on finding the stupid lifts before I manage to conjure up an elephant now that he's put the idea in my head.

We follow the sign to the left and at the start of what looks like a very long corridor I have never been happier at seeing those sliding metal doors. A few people speaking in a language I don't know direct a wheelchair to stop near us and the old man seated there isn't looking to be in good shape. Glancing up at the lady beside him, she's a little older than me, and her eyes are trained on Logan who hits the up button for possibly the twentieth time in thirty seconds.

She tosses her long black hair over one shoulder, jutting one hip out slightly as her look is a little more suggestive than I like. I don't blame her really. Logan was attractive. Apollo Logan is well, god-like. He finally leaves the button and steps back to my side, causing her to now glare at me as if she even had a chance. The doors open and we let the small group go in first before another wheelchair appears and keeping the doors open, let the couple in. Now the tiny box is crowded, and I hesitate in following just as Logan pulls me back.

"Let's get the next one?" He suggests, squeezing my hand in his, seemingly oblivious to his admirer. "Sure you want to use the elevator? We can just go up or even use the stairs?"

I don't know why I'm suddenly feeling so anxious. Maybe it's because I am a terrible friend. I already suck at being a godparent. Raya and Keiran's little girl has been in this world for nearly three weeks, and I am only just coming to visit her. Maybe because I am just remembering how much I hate elevators.

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