"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 water runs red as it washes Vanessa’s blood from my body. Even though the water is warm my body shakes as I recall what I have just done. Bracing my hands against the shower wall I try to calm my nerves, but it is not working. My legs begin to shake underneath my weight, and I fall to the tiles beneath my feet. Slow painful sobs escape my mouth as I curl my knees to my chest and sit with the hot water spraying down over me. I have never killed anyone before and when I got the opportunity, I tortured and slaughtered her like a monster. The painful sobs begin to come faster and louder as I think about each time I stabbed Vanessa.


　　The bathroom door bursts open and Erebus storms into the shower, scooping me into his arms while fully clothed he wraps me gently in a towel. “Little Vixen,” he says gently moving my wet hair out of my face. “Why are you crying?”


CHAPTER 73