Being a werewolf wasn't easy. And it never was. With having to keep it a secret since you were one of the few in your school. To add to it all, you are special. You were an elemental werewolf. They were the ones that were born every generation. Each pack had one. The only thing was you were venerable to be taken away by rogues. The kind of wolves that were thrown out of there packs for the worst reasons. Most likely murder of there own kind. If you were to ever be caught by any, they would most likely kill you, making your pack venerable to attack. You were trained all your life to protect yourself, but it wasn't until a new student came to your school and for the first time you started to feel weak for the most unreal reason. You had fallen in love. (there may be mature content added in the near future)