I looked back down at my emerald necklace.
I had it my entire life.
It had burned me when I had stepped into the royal pack, but it had never once glowed.
This was beyond me.
I looked at the emerald on the throne as it illuminated together, like a rise and fall.
At the same time.
I was fascinated.
I was in utter disbelief.
I looked up at the man.
"What is happening?" I asked him, further confused about what I was experiencing.
He smiled at me coyly. "There is so much about yourself you do not know, your majesty. If you shift, you shall experience a taste of your power at its full potential."
I gave a wry smile. "About that. I'm an unshifted wolf."
His face fell.
He was no longer smiling.
"I beg your pardon?" He asked me, trying to grasp the gravity of what I was saying.
I sighed heavily. "That's what I was trying to tell you. I'm not your majesty or who you have mistaken me to be. I have never shifted in my entire life."
