DISCLAIMER: OBVIOUSLY I DON'T FUCKING OWN THIS, SUZANNE COLLINS DOES, BUT THIS IS FANFICTION, ASSHOLES. THERE IS NO NEED TO REPORT IT OR YOU BETTER REPORT ALL THE DAMN FANFICTION THEN. DISCLAIMER: UNDER EDITING AS OF DECEMBER 21, 2017 He's survived one of the Games and then was sent back into the arena a second time. Now the Capitol has him and is hijacking him. Will Peeta learn to love Katniss again? Or has the Capitol done to much damage?

What would have happened if Katniss didn't take Prim's spot in The Hunger Games? Would anything be any different? Would a new story unfold? This is my version. *WARNING: Things have been changed. Don't say I didn't warn you.*

Set in the 1860's or so! The life of a lone wolf is a dangerous one. Holding onto your territory without the help of a pack can prove to be deadly. Grange Michaels has managed to do that for years. This tiny western frontier town is his. Those he considers his pack are humans and he protects them viciously. No one knows what Grange is, though there are rumors about his seemingly constant state of youth. Yes being a lone wolf has its difficulties but Grange liked it that way. Then he meets his mate, a young mortal woman, and suddenly he starts dreaming of starting a pack of his own. All of that, his town, his people, his mate, his future, are threatened when a rival pack tries to move in and of course they want to wipe out the competition. Can Grange win his mortal mate, save her life and the town, while also avoiding the monster hunting lynch mobs? Or is this the end of the lone wolf's reign?