I’m the weird girl that knows everything you could possibly know about mythical creatures. I’m the weird girl that’s not like everybody else around me. In this town I’m the weird girl. The funniest part is that this is a town of werewolves, and my dad is the beta of our pack, but me, I'm human. Well, at least that's what everyone here believes, and until I can get things under my control, that’s the story we’re sticking too. This is, if my mate wouldn’t surprisingly come back and proclaim his love for me at random while evoking emotions within myself that I haven’t felt for a very long time, which makes me lose complete control of the other half of myself. Life is never easy; it always comes with special conditions…
My name is Angel, but I don't feel like one.
It is impossible for me to be one.
As a matter of fact I am the daughter of a demon.
Maybe I am a demon myself.
I know for sure that the wolf inside of me is a beast.
A beast that has learned to hate more than to love.
A beast who was soft and peaceful but turned into a angry demon along the way.
But I, I am different. I feel different and for some reason I have a feeling that she knows that deep down inside of us we aren't like them.
We have never been like any of them.
I might be a rogue, but I am born like one and I know nothing else.
All I know is revenge. But for what?
I don't want to take revenge for something I have no know about.