THE CURSE OF MIRA CONSTANCE
I couldn't sense anyone there.
I waited for him to stand up and mock me like he used to, yet nothing.
I was horrified; there was no way I could have killed him with my wolf power. Sebastian was a strong wolf with a special healing ability. If I had attacked him with my wolf power, he should be healing by now.
"What did I just do?" I groaned in frustration, trying to remember, but nothing came to mind.
My name is Mira Constance, a twenty-year-old wolf, and today is my coronation day. Mother suggested I spar with Sebastian every day so that I could have full control of my powers.