The Alpha

First taken when she was 17, Evangeline has spent the last 5 years sitting in a cold, wet dungeon in the house of the Dark Moon pack. She had heard the stories of the werewolves, and how cruel they could be to others not of their kind but she had found out cruel was an understatement.

Most of her days spent in the dungeon were terribly long, and miserable. She had no one to talk to except herself, except for the moments when one of the werewolves would bring her food, or worse, punish her. Evangeline had an awful temper, which didn't really do her any favors. She had met all of the werewolves, except for one- Alpha Jax. He never came into the dungeon, so she had never seen him. But she heard the stories of what he has done, he was the alpha of all alphas, the first born to be exact. Needless to say she was scared, she prayed she would never have to face him. Until one day she did.