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.

of defense when suddenly a hand caught the stick just before

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

this time, Peter had been watching me train and

me that he

my lips and

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

you take the knife.I'll

as if it

Edward was ready.

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

echoed

and saw him with the

nodded at

willed the knife on the table to fly

my wrist, the knife went

sent his pan in my

collided into each other, the impact causing my knife

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

of the tree when

up with me and grabbed my hands,

skin came in contact with mine, I felt a unique coldness

to the hot summers when I would keep wrapping my arms around Edward because

My cheeks unconsciously blushed.

to focus your energy on the knife.Make sure that you draw your power from a

ears, but I soon realized it was Edward's

I

always told myself that I would marry

I could see Edward's structured face in my

on his lids with every

felt my heart skip a

breath and followed his instructions as

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

on

one last graceful wave, the knife gently landed on

whole scene felt quite

cough was suddenly heard from

It was Peter.

knew from his eyes that he was

that Edward's hands were still on mine,

teach me

trying her best not to show it,

it, though, being a full blooded werewolf and all." I stared at Patricia and heard her

me in his arms like that...It would be worth it even if

gotten close, Peter instantly pulled me to his side, glaring at Edward as if he was ready to eat

just helping me control my

playfully whispered

up

it was Peter's turn to get stressed

attack looks like.Make me your

"Alright, I'll try."

I focused my energy on moving the

felt much better and seamless

it meant when he said to make the weapon an extension of your

me as if it was an extra arm and deflected the pan that was about

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