Colorless
“Turn around,” he whispered, and the brush of his fingers against my neck set my whole body on fire.
***
I was royalty, a wolf born of two powerful rulers.
But when I turned eighteen and still couldn’t shift, the pack called me cursed. Weak. Useless.
Then came the rogue attack. Blood. Fire. Betrayal.
I ran, thinking I was escaping death, only to find out the truth was far worse.
Because I’m not just a wolf.
I’m something else. Something ancient. Something the moon itself fears.
And when he found me, my mate, the one with eyes like wildfire and a voice that could command storms, my secret burned to the surface.
Now I’m caught between the bond I can’t fight and the power I can’t control.
And if I’m not careful… I might destroy the very world that rejected me.