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One moment, she’d been trying to protect her quiet, structured world—and the next, she was standing in her greenhouse, letting a stranger guide her hands through divine fire.
Nova stood behind her, his palms warm against her forearms as he adjusted the angle of her fingers.
"Don’t hold your breath. Let it flow."
He murmured.
Aether, he called it.
The strange energy surged inside her veins, unfamiliar and thrilling, like the hum of a storm just beneath ...
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