"Besides, your powers will emerge whether you like it or not—someday, you won’t be able to control them," Niall added, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"We just wanted to give you our strength so you could master it, so that ‘thing’ wouldn’t harm you, so you could control it first. Not just to find that damn dragon, but for you too, Rose."

"We wish we could take on everything that scares you, transfer it all to us, fight your battles, and face your demons. But only you can do that. The problem is, you’re a coward—a master at running and escaping. Did you ever care about us, even a little? Did you feel anything for us?"

"Niall..."

"No, Maell! If I don’t get this off my chest after these two months, I swear I’ll explode!" Niall growled at his brother before turning back to Rose.

"Do you know what this is?" He showed her the deep scars on his wrists and ankles, marks so severe they had become permanent.

"They had to chain me like a savage animal because my wolf couldn’t think of anything