"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

　　Vanessa is laying in the hospital bed crying out in pain in her sleep.? The blisters on her face have begun to spread down her neck and onto her chest and arms.? The only place that is clear of lesions is where I ran my fingers along her skin outside of the gates.? I hadn’t meant to try and cure her in that moment, but my emotions took over like they did last night.? I can feel my power burning under my skin, like an itch that needs to be scratched.? In the moments where I feel pity for Vanessa, I can feel it surge forward and I have to call it back like and unruly child.


CHAPTER 60