Her name is Rose, she was like a rose. She let no one in and whenever someone wanted to get close she pushed them away. The thorns of a rose led people to not grab them and Rose had her own thorns. She is a beauty, a sight to see, but no one dared to get close for they might get pricked in the skin. He wasn't scared to get pricked, he wasn't scared to get hurt while reaching out to her. He knew she was his. He wouldn't let anything get in the way for they were meant for each other. She knew they were meant to be, but she was scared. Scared she might hurt him. ___________ Book #1 to the Last Wolf series.