Porsche
Everything slowly seems to melt away into uncoherent noises as I stare at Rose. She can read minds. Not only that, but she can also alter memories or even delete them. How could she not tell me?
I know that she made a pledge with her pack to not reveal anything about her abilities and the pack, but I’m her mate. She could have still told me.
I continue to stare at her, but I don’t know what to think now. This is so much to take in. Shoot, most of it is stuff that I didn’t even think was possible. Werewolves having abilities and being able to read minds.
I thought that only happened in fiction stories.
I’m pulled from my thoughts as a gentle, but small fragile hand pats my shoulder. I turn my head towards the Supreme Elder. However, I don’t know what to say
