The Gift

She knew that she was considered special. She was the first female born to a werewolf in almost one hundred years.
The thing was that she didn't feel special. In fact, she often felt trapped.
You can't go there. You can't do that. You need to act more like a lady. She was so tired of all of it.
Even her name carried great weight.
Sometimes, she wondered if she even had a mate. Let alone, one who would stand up to her father.