As the sun set in the far corner of the western mountains, Arya felt a sense of power wash over her. The moon, though not in sight yet, gave her the strength like no other.
Even in her wolf form, she had never experienced such raw power. She felt every fiber in her body come alive with a tingling sensation that sent chilles down her spine.
Something deep within her wanted release, pressing at her with a force she didn't ever feel in Bella. It was like an electrical current running through a power line, waiting for a small opening to surge forward.
Elaine! The force was definitely her. Arya could actually feel her presence for the first time since finding out she was a witch, buried deep inside of her.
