"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

　　Emmett refuses to release his grip on my wrist as he urges me to leave the hallway outside of the bathroom. “Luna, please,” he pleads with me but the power surging beneath my skin is demanding to be set free. Small green sparks burst from my fingertips causing Emmett’s hand to release mine in shock. Putting his hands on either side of my face he forces me to stare him in the eyes. “Ella,” he says informally, “you have to keep it together.”


　　I nod as his stormy blue eyes stare into my own. Grinding my teeth together in frustration, I push the need to release my power deep down. “I need a place where I can release this energy,” I admit through my gritted teeth.


　　Without another word Emmett leads me out of the city hall and into the deserted pack training grounds. “We should be fine here,” Emmett whispers as he looks around at the empty grounds. “Everyone is at the trial.”


CHAPTER 69