Renegade

There are two wolves inside me. One I was born with and one born of trauma. Trauma I don’t remember and no one will tell me about.

There’s no other shifter like me and for that reason, I can never have a mate.

Life is hard enough running from the Light Kingdom’s fury without adding romance to the mix. They want to drive out a part of me–kill my night wolf, my second wolf. She is a part of me now, and I’m not letting her go. After I met with the headmistress of the Urban Academy, she feared that I would be easily found inside its walls.

The best place for me to hide my light was among the shadows and the darkness. There was a place for the more pesky of shifters–her words, not mine. Those who made trouble. Couldn’t control their shifts. Couldn’t cage their beast’s violence.

Once I got there, I had to hide my true self. If people knew I had a duality, the repercussions could be severe. So, I would do as the headmistress told me —keep my head down and my wolves hidden —both of them.

And then I met the Three Kings. They stayed together–their own little pack. My wolves called out for me to go to them–both of my wolves wanted them desperately. Wanting them was one thing–getting them would mean the end of my night wolf and maybe my life.