Joy Morris never thought that she would be peer pressured into drinking. She never thought that she had any siblings outside of her kind adoptive parents. She never thought her mate was a power-hungry, threatening Alpha. When you get to know Joy, you realize she's only just some fifteen year old random girly-girl. And she was. She had her two best friends, Savannah and Caroline, along with a couple of enemies, such as Melody. The Werewolf world is cruel and ruthless in her time. As in, the Rogue Law and the Pack Law were created to ensure that humans knew nothing about them, and that they'd be fairly separated from other packs. Joy's first shift has arrived fast, but she was drunk when her special moment happened. She doesn't have her wolf, nor is she in her pack's territory. What would you do if you woke up in the middle of the woods with only a faint memory of getting drunk, surrounding by flesh-eating Rogues? Joy started off as an every day Pack Member, living life to the fullest... but what will she become?