HANNAH
"But Hannah, you can't run away from who you are-"
"No!" I bit down on my lip and struggled not to raise my voice. "All I want is just to be allowed to live a simple life, like a normal person. I don't want the burden that comes with being a white wolf. I don't want to be some kind of- of freak. Is that too much to ask?"
"Hannah." Cade said, his voice sharpening, "Don't ever think or say that. You are not a freak. You're special."
"I don't want to be special. I want to be normal!"
"You don't know what you're saying." Jace placed both hands on my shoulders. "A lot of people would die to be what you are."
"I'm not a lot of people," I snapped.
The corner of his lips curved into a smile. His thumb gently brushed against my eyes. He caught a tear as perfect as a raindrop. "That's
