When I was younger, everyone in the pack knew I was special. I had broken my bones, got deep scratches, and even before my wolf came, I could already heal quickly.
It was a rare ability that my father, the Alpha, had as well. Marcus didn’t get it and so I was always the one getting into all sorts of trouble because I knew I would heal fast anyways.
I hadn’t gotten into any much trouble or injuries at all since I moved to the city so I wasn’t entirely sure if my body could still do the same. When I got shot twice and felt that burning sensation, I somehow thought that it was over for me.
The pain was immeasurable and I felt like I was going to black out especially since my wolf wasn’t showing up. Fortunately, when the medics got me up I felt like I had been revived somehow.
That hur
