“A r-rampage?” Raquel grimaced as the blood drained from her face.
It was her worst nightmare come true. She had been training for years to stop the rampages and control her berserk powers so it wouldn’t be affected by the curse but it seemed all that training was for nothing. Once more she had lost control.
What was the point of her existence? Why couldn’t she just stop being a coward and do the world some justice by getting rid of her….
Slap!
Raquel snapped out of her spiraling thoughts in shock as Duchess Westerwyn slapped Ryker across the back of his head, making him wince in pain.
“Seriously Ry?! Healer Grace said not to do anything stress related and that’s what you say?!” Duchess Westerwyn scolded her son before turning to Raquel with a remorseful expression on her face.