Chapter 138 - A Tug for Territory

Through Ella's small window, the gentle light of morning illuminated the few items she had managed to bring with her, giving them a golden tinge. Though the camps were by no means luxurious, she had her own room, which served as a tiny haven from the chaos and obligations that accompanied her new position. She stretched, sensing the residual weariness in her bones. She went to her little dresser and looked at a collection of things she had saved over the years. All of them carried recollections of a life that now seems so far away. Jake had given her a tiny seashell, Luke handed her a little, elaborate box containing the locket he gave her, and in the middle of it all was the totem. Upon picking up the totem, Ella's lips softly smiled. It started sizzling around her fingers as soon as it contacted her flesh, creating a dance of blue electric light. The energy that had always been within her hummed to her familiarity. When she put the totem back on the dresser, the light went ou