Chapter Thirty Four

"It ain't that at all. I just can't seem to wrap my brain around how powerful you are."

"What? I've got a few cool tricks, but you're stronger and Shane's stronger, and everyone keeps saying that the weres are --"

"They're a different kind of strong, and you are DEFINITELY more powerful than I am. Three of the Shadow Aspects? You're not even three weeks old yet!"

"Sorry," she muttered. She felt like she was being given a free pass . . . power she hadn't earned that should go to others.

"Don't be. I"m surprised, not upset." He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her to her feet, then checked out her hands. They were already as clear as if they'd never even been nibbled. "You're amazing," he murmured.

Suddenly, Shamira was uncomfortable again. Someone else should've gotten all this power, not her. Someone better suited to using it. All the excitement and adrenalin of the evening abandoned her, leaving her feeling hollow again.

Henry seemed oblivious to her mind's about-face. "Well, your