Defying the Alpha (ON HOLD INDEFINITELY)

My pack was torn apart by the very thing I became. The word no wolf wants to speak of. Rogues. My brother and I ran from our home, staying in the cover of the trees. That is, until Midnight. No, not the time, the pack. The Midnight Pack. Ruthless. Cunning. Run by none other than Adam Locke. He'll step down soon enough, to hand over the title to Alexander Locke. But I shouldn't care. He'll kill my brother and I before we know what's hit us. My name is Avalon. Avalon Greene. And this is how I went from nothing and nobody. To everything and somebody.