Chapter 56: Power Within

Freya's POV

When Finnick spoke those words, I instantly felt cold.

How did you manage?

I didn't know. But I could feel it.

I had altered in some way.

I turned my head away from him and balled my fists. I felt light, powerful, and rushing too fast. I didn't seem to be connected to the earth beneath me. In my ears, my pulse sounded odd, surging through me more like a force than a rhythm.

Finnick moved in closer and made another attempt at "Freya." He talked slowly. Too cautious.

I flinched. With little recognition of my voice, I said, "I'm fine." The sound was hollow.

To calm the tempest building inside of me, I tried to breathe, but every time I did, my veins throbbed. Uncooked and untamed.

I had to go.

I took a step back, but a shockwave erupted from me the moment my foot touched the floor. A narrow, black crack in the earth stretched out like a web underneath me.

There were gasps around me.