I finally wake up in a pool of my blood. Yikes. I get up, clean up and throw up. Starting the cycle again. Once I'm done I ask the question that has been egging my mind. Am I a royal. I mean Michel said so but she also says that bleaching your skin is good for you so her word is as safe as 100 weapons pointing towards me from every angle. Covered in blood.and spikes. That prick.
But it's got me curious so I toughen up and ask Seline.
'Seline am I a r-royal?'
'Yes your a princess!'
You ever had that feeling that you want an answer badly and then find it out and feel so much more confused. That's me.
I am a royal. I am a royal.
What is a royal you ask my confused little pups out there. A royal is a member of the highest group of wolves out there they have loads of powers and are strong like you don't know. They can kill gammas, betas and even alphas.
And I may be one of them.
A/N sorry for such a short chapter I'm just not feeling inspired right now and I've only got one comment. Thanks @heymyrahere. I feel like no one is reading so I may stop the book here and start a new one. If I don't get at least 10 comments I'm afraid this'll be the last chapter indefinitely
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