#Chapter 163: Acts of Desperation

I trailed after Noah as he led me toward Ronan’s office. He was reserved, glancing back at me now and then to make sure I still followed him. He was the least talkative brother, even more so than Jeremy. Trying to get something out of him was like pulling teeth. That, coupled with his complete lack of interest in me, made him my favorite.

He stopped in the hall outside of Ronan’s office. Every day I had to sit and have lunch with the boss, filling him in on everything I did that day in training. What I’d accomplished, and, more often, what I hadn’t. His expression ranged from mild disappointment to sheer annoyance to outright hostility. The fact that I hadn’t been able to access my powers since that first day annoyed him to no end.

I'd been at their compound for almost six months. Six months of training. Six months of waking up in a cold sweat from my nightmares. Six months of struggling to prove myself to no avail. I spent every night sta