"I was born to be extraordinary, meant to be a powerful force among all creatures.  

Born to three hybrid werewolves I should have been more powerful, more magical than any creature on this earth.  
But I am not. 
My wolf’s fur is silver, but I do not possess any of the abilities of a silver wolf.  
My witch heritage should have been enough for my powers to manifest naturally but they did not.  

I am nothing more than ordinary.  
An ordinary disappointment to family.  

I am a wolf with no abilities and a human with a smart mouth that gets me into nothing but trouble.  
Instead of continuing to disappoint my family I ran, and unknowingly, I ran right into the arms of my mate.

Rogue Princess

　　The cold night of my first shift fades away and a new memory surges forth. Another one that has laid dormant for too many years. I am standing in my bedroom my Uncle Chase’s pack, Silver Wolf. I am pacing the floor nervously when the sound of a car stereo fills the air around me.


　　The thumping sound of a car stereo fills the packhouse and the loud honking of the horn causes me to jump where I have been pacing back and forth. Damn it, she is early. Looking around the room I make a mental note of everything that I have packed in my bag. There is nothing else I can bring along without looking suspicious. Maybe one day I can come back and get the rest.


　　Throwing my bag over my shoulder, I yell out, “Uncle Chase, I am heading out with Jess for the night.”


　　Just as I hit the bottom of the stairs, Uncle Chase steps out in front of me. “Where are you going?”


Chapter 38