The Human Defect Is The White Wolf Queen

ut of my pack for being a "def

ummit, not as a dignitary, but a

ex-fiance Liam sneered, toss

r, Seraphina,

stard child some food. T

but my three-year-old

him, a shockwave of pure, dar

r! Arrest them

ed us, their stun bat

or the pain, knowing a "huma

ballroom doors dis

r than gravity c

rough the debris. His violet eyes

ocked

ies, past my terrified ex,

ful creature on eart

face, his voice sha

found you

om, his eyes burnin

d to touc

pte

na

eat, but the sheer density of pheromones. To a normal human, this place would just smell li

es from every pack in the country had gathered he

least, that's what everyone assumed look

aning rag I didn't need, scanning th

pered to myself, pani

g laundry. It wasn't just a rock. It was the only thing that kept his nightmares away. It wa

t dragged in. Or should

that voice. It had haunte

od up and tu

arrogant as the day he threw me out. His blonde hair was perfectly st

dress was cut low, displaying the mark on h

ce steady despite the

d, her lip curling in disgust. "Actually, you are

Wolves have excellent hearing. The

yes scanning me with a mixture of pity and annoyanc

lost," I said, stepping bac

ost everything five years ago when your wolf died in

the local pack, stepped forward. He

hand resting on his stun baton. "This is a restricted floor.

tional state. Because of the dark seal placed on me five years ago, I had no scent. I was i

h for the surrounding dignitaries to hear. "She'

. I felt the heat

n's stone," I insisted, lo

ow. "You bred? With whom? Some w

ike iron. "Time to go, miss. We don't al

said, holdi

wad of cash. He tossed it onto the marble floor

ce package for the time I wasted on you. Buy your

vice used to identify rogues. He waved it ov

Link De

"No pack. No wolf. Just a Rogue in human skin. You'r

he money, the

e years of suppression, something stirred. It wasn't just