The Alpha's Cursed Mate
"If she chooses to fight you, make sure you beat the pulp out of that whore,"
"I don't have any abilities," I murmured sadly. Mum chuckled smugly and looked at Dad. I looked at him too and he nodded, then started communicating with sign language.
"There's an ability I have that I'll pass on to you," he stood up. "This ability has never been seen in any other blood wolf, both alpha and regular. I forged this ability myself and as my direct bloodline, you can wield it too," I gulped, looking up at his tall frame. He was too tall. His body shadowed mine. If we were in the dark, I would have thought he was a monster out to murder me.