By now, I had accepted the fact that I might never change- that maybe I had no wolf. Maybe I had no mate. I might grow up a regular girl and I was okay with that. Alright, I was WORKING on being okay with that. Either way, I didn't want my family walking on eggshells around me. It wasn't their fault that I was broken. . . . Piper Rain Banks had nearly resigned herself to the fact that she might never shift into a wolf. After all, the average shifting age was eight years old. She was seventeen. But perhaps all she needed was something thrilling and new in her life- an event that would wake her wolf and goad the stubborn creature into action. Something like a handsome rogue on the pointy end of a pike. . . Perhaps she was never broken after all. Maybe she was just. . .a late bloomer?
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