Lycan's Favorite Rogue

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the sleep from my eyes, tucking my dark matted hair behind my ear as I scanned my small apartment. I didn’t have a lot of mon

d which was pressed against the wall. I didn’t have any photos about, my shelves filled with either books or papers which were littered

ave lived alone since I got kicked out at the age of 12. I know what you’re thinking, what kind of parents

lack to both light and dark browns with streaks of a bloody red which were entwined in the other coloured strands of my hair. My long hair fell to my mid back, it tumbling down in natural curls when I ran a brush though it. My body was toned perfectly, with the am

r story, but what to you expect when it’s about a unwanted child in the family. You see I’m a werewolf, well I prefer shifter b

side. Sexist I know, but it has always been tradition. So you see when my father got my mother pregnant with my sister Stacy they couldn’t help but be disappointed, but due to her being their first th

tually saw me as their daughter, more of a mistake. Because of this I was treated like a slave, by the time I was able to walk I was bruised and beaten to do as I was told. It got worse as I got older, the labour I was given wearing me out en

eep in touch by text and phone. I never told him where I was, or where I was going but we were happy. You see when my parents gave birth to him, the boy that would lead the pack and such they finally thought th

till considered is. Getting the phasing gene has nothing to do with blood, genes and who your parents are as long as at least one of them is a wer

I didn’t tell them, I didn’t want to since I had resented them from as far back as I could remember. Not even my brother knew, but while we were in contact which our parents

as a nomad. My brother stated that my parents had told everyone that I had run away, that

ck coat were the black tips of my ears, the bottom end of my right paw and the end tip of my tail. I didn’t know i

raws and pulled out a pair of light blue panties and a bra to hold up my chest. Wondering what to wear for my fir

st wolf school. I hated it! You see even though barely any females could shift they still had some werewolf DNA, having slightly better senses than a human like speed and such as wel

a simple pair of black skinny jeans. Adding a pair of converse I didn’t both with any

my bag of books which I had packed last night I slipped an apple in my bag

ed, the smell of other rogues immediately filling m

le wolf to get a shifter for a mate, it would produce a stronger pup after all and with both my parents being wolves and with the alpha blood in my system it made senses I had better senses, my wolf being

wasn’t a secret that packs hated rogues unless they turned out to be the mate of one of their females, other than that though they were treated as if a constant threat. I couldn’t blame them, I could be completely and utterly vicious in my wolf form, the amount of

it would happen so easily as theirs did. I just didn’t have that type of