The lives of rogues has always been hard, its to kill or be killed, but for the last few years, rogues have found ways to make life easier for them. Mercenaries, soldiers of fortune , condottieres, either by groups, duos or solo, as a rogue, you just got to make a name for yourself and earn respect.
And for the last 5 years, I got the freedom I yearned for and got the respect as the Wolf Huntress.
Get dark pack secrets, kill someone, destroy reputations, that's what I do and I'm great at it.
Only my skills were tested when I have to deal with Verlac Pack, a mysterious and powerful pack with an unknown alpha with just a name to intimidate others, Alpha Russo...
They call them enforcers-They are the ones that come in and clean up when laws have been broken. They are the most feared and strongest of us. They were the ones who couldn't live peacefully in the packs so they decided to make use of them. Soliditary wolves with alpha personalities.
I am not like them. I'm worse. I'm a considered a rogue. Something that must be hunted down an exterminated. I'm not a bad person and I've never hurt anyone in my life but my wolf, I can't control her when I shift. We saw something when we were young. My whole pack was slaughter before our eyes and now my wolf is like a wounded animal she lashes out at times unable to tell between friend and foes. A uncontrollable wolf is dangerous in a pack. That is why I chose to live as a rogue, hiding from the werewolf committee and their laws.
Luckily I've learned to blend in very well but when I end up in the wrong place at the wrong time my peaceful life quickly comes to an end. Now I'm the prisoner of the enforcers who should have killed me. Why haven't they killed me? Well because by some cruel trick my mate turned out to be their leader. Now I'm stuck with someone who isn't sure if he should kill me or if he should take me to his bed. Don't I get a say in any of this?
How could this possibly get any worse...
Cover by @PANANABELS