I’m a rogue, what can I say? Born into the Crescent Pack, my parents disowned me, convincing the Alpha to banish me from the pack. I don’t follow rules though so honestly, it suited me well. As a member of the Crescent, I watched many years ago as our pack was taken over by the neighboring packs, wiping out our Alpha like he was some pushover. I'm actually grateful I learned to live alone before all went to hell and now well I am a rogue, I don’t associate with anyone and nor do I ever ask for help. Wandering through the forest as I do every day, I never expected to meet him. Hell I didn’t even expect to be challenged; who would have expected there would be a mate out there for everyone. Too bad I’m not going down without a fight……

Royals….Alphas…..and above all Pure Bloods. Revy Callahan was none of these, born a Rogue and a half breed she’s done everything to watch her backside. With no records about her parents, Revy is forced to grow up a lot faster then normal kids her age. Finer things in life were not something she even thought of, to her a mate or a house was so far off in the distance she’d rather not think about it. With to many Pure blood Alpha's to speak of, Revy is forced to learn the hard way why maybe looking at what you don't have isn't always the worst thing around. Between the schemes and lies, somewhere there is a truth to be told.

[HIGHEST RANK #1 in WEREWOLF 14/10/2016] A girl who had been on the run for eight years had no intention to stop now and having a mate was not something she looked forward to. But fate has a twisted sense of mind and usually delivers us things we dread the most, even if it does happen to be a six foot something handsome and rumoured heartless Alpha male whose grey eyes were something from the fairy tales. ... She tries to run away, but how far can you run when your soulmate is the other way? ... Featured on wattpads 'what's hot list' first on: (12/05/2016) Cover by: sublime- Category: Werewolf, cause there isn't one called cliché ;)