Serena's POV: 

Early in the morning, Edward asked Mrs.Brown to knock on my door and urge me to go to the training grounds outside the Maple House.Apparently, I was already late to the first day of my training.

"So, it seems that you aren't as diligent as I remembered, Serena,"

Edward said, with an expression that was mixed with disappointment and taunting.

What Peter and I did last night completely knocked me out.

Even though Edward was a year older than me, I could tell from the way he reacted that he didn't have a girlfriend.

"Don't worry.I promise I'll go to bed early tonight and get up early tomorrow.By the way, where is Uncle Phillip? I thought he was the one training me?"

"Phillip is not the only one who can teach you.If you must know, my skills make me more than qualified to be your teacher as well.Anyway, quit stalling.Let's start your training.Before we formally begin, we need to warm up and see what you can already do.First, let's see how your fighting skills have developed over time.I want to know if you've gotten better or worse from the last time we trained together."

When Edward and I were younger, Uncle Phillip would personally train the two of us, often pitting us against each other in a friendly competition.

In the training grounds, there were some items laid out on a table.

Some sticks, a few knives, and a single pan.

"You see those items from afar? Our first task is to control any of those from here."

With a wave of his hand, Edward had made the pan float up and suspended it in the air.

That left me with the knives and sticks.

Thinking that it would be dangerous if I lost control of the knives, I aimed at the wooden sticks.

I followed the motion that Edward made with his hand and did the same with mine.

The stick slightly trembled in its place, but it refused to move upward as I hoped it would.

Frustrated, I took a deep breath and tried again, focusing my energy onto my powers.

Slowly, the stick rose off of the table.

I marveled as it flew higher up, but once I lost my focus, it had fallen back down.

Just when it was about to hit the ground, it froze midair.

The stick hovered upward and landed itself back on the table, beside the pan.

I turned to Edward and saw that he was the one who was putting the stick back.

"I see what you're struggling with. You are strong, but you still don't know how to control that strength of yours."

I nodded, frowning in agreement.

Once again, I tried to control the stick, this time to pull it towards me.

All of a sudden, the stick swooped in my direction.

It was flying too fast, which meant that I had to avoid it if I didn't want to get skewered.

My instincts urged me to teleport somewhere else, but the stick followed me wherever I popped up, as if it was magnetized to me.

Teleporting multiple times was starting to exhaust me, decreasing my agility to evade the flying stick.

This time, I was too tired to teleport, but the stick was still zooming towards me.

my arms in one hopeless act of defense when suddenly a hand caught the stick

opened my eyes to see Peter's hand in front of me, clutching

had been watching me train and I didn't even

he just could not leave me alone with

my lips and I

one simple drill.If you really want your training to be productive, then you must simulate an actual

were just getting there.Serena, you take the knife.I'll take

from the table and tilted as if it was being held like a

Edward was ready.

your full power, Serena.In case you lose control, I will be here to keep

voice echoed throughout the

turned around and saw him with the elders,

nodded

the knife on the table to fly

the flick of my wrist, the knife went flying

his

my knife to

your own body.It's the same as telling your arm or hand what to do.That way, you'll be able to move it with

my knife out of the tree when I heard

me and grabbed my hands, demonstrating

I felt a unique coldness run

wrapping my arms around Edward because he was

My cheeks unconsciously blushed.

knife.Make sure that you draw your power from a place of balance, or else you wouldn't be

wind blew on my ears, but

would be lying if I

told myself that I would marry Edward

see Edward's structured

long, pretty eyelashes danced on his lids with every

felt my heart skip a

followed his instructions as best

my eyes, I was able to pull the knife out of the trunk just like I

glided smoothly on the air under my

knife gently landed on the

about this whole scene felt quite

suddenly heard

It was Peter.

I knew from his eyes

still

you teach me that, too? Maybe I

not to show it, Patricia's face was as red as a

another day.It might be less likely you could do it, though, being a full blooded werewolf and all." I stared at

his arms like that...It would be worth it even

to his side, glaring

me control

playfully whispered in his

it was fun to see Peter get all worked up

Edward was here, it was Peter's

attack looks like.Make me

"Alright, I'll try."

mind, I focused

much better and

he said to make the weapon an extension of your

as if it was an extra arm and deflected

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