Blue

I get it. I have a funny name.
Laugh it up.
I don’t give a shit.
You’re just a human.
You don’t matter to me.
When I was little, they’d all stand around me and sing ‘Blue, Blue, the big fat poo!’
Nowadays I just get called different.
And for that I am hated.
I still don’t care.
They’re not worth it.
Nobody is.
Aside from maybe, my mate?

Blue is a teenage girl, trying to make her way through high school.
And if that’s not hard enough, she a rogue werewolf.
A new law forces all rogues under eighteen to join a pack.
The nearest pack to her is seventy four miles away.
That means: new school, new home, new people.
She doesn’t have an issue with it.
It’s not like she has friends or anything.
But there’s one teensy issue.
She hates packs.
With a burning passion.
And her new alpha hates rogues.
Sadly, fate gets in the way.
One word:
Mates.