Okay so, I guess that you could say that I'm living la vida cliché. My name is Kass Montgomery, and I've recently turned 18. I am also a Werewolf: a human whose genes were mixed with that of a Wolf. However, we share more than just our genes with the wolves, we also share their mating pattern: one mate and one mate only for our whole lives, but with a twist. You see, we have this kind of... God, for lack of a better word, and she gives each and every one of us our perfect match - our soulmate. Now, I know that this sounds cheesy, but it's true. But anyway, like I was saying, I'm a Werewolf, and we tend to live in packs as a community. I live in a pack known locally as the 'Fawkes Group' - I don't know what they think we do but it's given us a pretty cool name. Also, we have an Alpha: our pack's leader and yup, you got it, he's about my age, attractive and bullies me along with all his other little Werewolf bully buddies. So, seeing as cliché is practically second language to me, I thought that the Alpha would be my mate. Wrong.