ZAHRA
I ran back inside the pack house as fast as I could, praying my knees wouldn’t fail me before I made it to a less crowded area. Why was I always shaking lately? I was an Alpha’s daughter; I was more than capable of standing gracefully on my own two feet. Yet every time I glanced at my palm, remembering the light orb that had been floating above it moments ago, I felt like I would stumble and fall.
Turning the corner at the end of the entrance hall, I finally found the peace and quiet I needed to collect my breath. My heart was pounding in my chest. As much as I hated to admit it, I was scared. Scared because, for the first time, I couldn’t bring myself to deny the truth I had been told. The truth everyone kept me from.
As soon as I felt the light burning inside of me, powerful and
