Burning Passion Novel – My name is Zoe Greenwood, a shewolf and rogue. I am 17 years old and I have lived alone since I got kicked out at the age of 12. Actually, being a rogue is much better than living in the pack. Though my father is the Alpha, I was treated like trash in the pack. You see an alpha should be a male, one that will be able to take charge and lead the pack with their mate at their side. When I was born, all my family was very disappointed. My parents had already had a girl, who was their spoiled first child. They wished I was a hewolf. They hated me from the minute I was born, the fact I was just another female to them meaning they never actually saw me as their daughter, more of a mistake. Because of this, I was treated like a slave, by the time I was able to walk I was bruised and beaten to do as I was told.
It got worse as I got older, the labor I was given wearing me out enough that I had no friends and barely any positive interaction with others. My sister was the worst, she hated me with everything she had since she was their princess and I was merely an annoyance that took some of the light off her parents. It was when my brother was born, I was kicked out. It was their loss. A female shifter was extremely rare in the supernatural world and still considered is. Nobody knew though that at the young age of 5 I shifted for the first time and not as most did at 16, I was sitting in the woods like I normally did when it happened. I didn’t tell them, I didn’t want to since I had resented them from as far back as I could remember.
So when I got kicked out I didn’t scream and I didn’t cry, I left to live out my life as a nomad. My parents had told everyone that I had run away, that they had tried looking for me only to come up short. Bunch of bloody liars, how dare they! As well as being a very rare female wolf though I was also a pure white one, the only bits of color on my thick coat were the black tips of my ears, the bottom end of my right paw and the end tip of my tail. I didn’t know if I was the only white wolf, only that they were considered even less common than the normal black or brown wolves. Getting up I quickly took a shower. Wondering what to wear for my first day of school I decided on a simple outfit, not wanting to stand out since it’s not like I wanted to go anyway. It wasn’t just humans who had laws, we wolves did as well. I had heard around that from the other few rogues that I had come across that it was now compulsory to attend the nearest wolf school. I hated it!
Glancing at the clock my eyes widened when I saw I was late, grabbing my bag of books which I had packed last night I slipped an apple in my bag along with my phone before locking up, running to the bus stop as I did so. The smell of other rogues immediately filled my senses as I paid for my ticket and got on the bus. I scanned the faces quickly, seeing more werewolves than I expected all of them male of course. I had made it a mission to stay away from packs and I had succeeded, until this new law came out I thought bitterly. Ignoring the shocked and stunned looks of the other male shifters I took a seat near the front, slipping in my headphones as I distracted myself with my music. It wasn’t a secret that packs hated rogues unless they turned out to be the mate of one of their females, other than that though they were treated as if a constant threat.
I couldn’t blame them, I could be completely and utterly vicious in my wolf form, the number of savage rogues I have come across and had to take down meaning I was a predictor in every way. I could take down multiple opponents with ease, and if we didn’t heal so quickly with the amount of fighting I had done I would have looked like an extra from a horror film. I sighed again, finding I have been doing that a lot lately as I could feel and hear the gossiping at the back. They knew I had shifter blood in me, but not that I was a werewolf. You see I had also learned how to mask my scent, blunting it so I could appear to just be a normal female from a shifter family. It would make things easier; I didn’t want the fuss or whispers that would come with everyone knowing I could shift.
Feeling the bus pull to a stop I opened my eyes and peered outside, seeing the other rogues coming off the buses as the pack who owned the land sneered in their direction. I kept my face blank, noting how all the rogues getting off were all male which really wasn’t a surprise. It was when I saw a young male rogue get off and immediately lock gazes with a small brunette that I couldn’t help but let my expression soften as I watched them. Their faces both got a look of pure adoration as they gazed at each other, the male who would no longer be considered a rogue running towards the female who jumped into his arms.
It was the perfect fairy-tale, the pack whooping as congratulations went around. I knew though that deep down if I ever found my soulmate, I doubted it would happen so easily as theirs did. I just didn’t have that type of luck on my side, though a girl could hope for her own happily ever after. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me as I hopped off the bus last, my wolf humming near the surface encase there was any sign of a threat. Shaking my head I ignored the shocked and disgusted stares as I headed to the front desk, very aware of a few of the pack members following me carefully. They were trying to be subtle, they were doing a terrible job of it. After getting my schedule, I quickly made my way to my first class which happened to be wolf history believe it or not I entered the room only to find it empty, well other than the rogue at the front who didn’t bother to look up as I came in. I took a seat at the back left-hand corner next to the large open window.
“Uh what is that smell guys?” one of them started, obviously looking in my direction. “Probably that rogue, filthy things!” “She looks hot though, for a nomad” ah, that was my soulmate, my imprint, my mate as he talked about me unaware that I could hear every word that passed his lips. While they would be less than hushed whispers to any other female in the room including the teacher, with me being a female shifter and such I could hear just as clearly as a male would. “Dude I can’t believe you said that, you would seriously bang a rogue?” another one of his friends asked, his tone holding a whole new level of disgust.
I suddenly found myself listening, knowing whatever he said was going to break my heart but needing to hear the husky tone of his voice again, even if it would be causing me pain. “Don’t make me sick, though can you smell that guys?” he asked, the pure revulsion in his voice at the thought of touching me making me bit my lip to keep in a sob. I never cried, but then again I had never been rejected so quickly and easily by my apparent soulmate either. “What? The rogue?” “No, I don’t think so” Uh…god his voice! It was a shame he was so repulsed by my mere presence, my eyes misting over as I realized along with my wolf that I was in fact going to be tossed aside by the person who was meant to love me completely and unconditionally. “Want to upset the rogue, you know see what it takes to make her snap?” god, I was really beginning to hate this guy.
Why couldn’t they pick on the one sitting in front? I snorted internally, knowing why since if they provoked a shifter and they retaliated it could cause a lot of problems at the school and for the pack. I doubted they realized it was just what they were doing to me, though if they bit I was going to bite back and I would start with this idiot. “Sure,” oh he sounded incredible, my wolf purring and howling as his smell intensified as they moved over a table so they were nearer to me. My inner meltdown though was interrupted when a number of paper balls were thrown in my direction, the teacher letting it occur making me come to the conclusion that one of them was the alpha of the pack…just great! Just what I needed it thought bitterly. I ignored them, I ignored the curses they sent my way. I didn’t react when they insulted me, trying to pick a weak stop with their comments as they continued to throw things my way without a second thought to how I might be taking it.
I blacked it out, much like how I dealt with most of my feelings that weren’t angry. “Why won’t she do anything?” his husky voice stated, my wolf purring as I heard it. If it wasn’t for the fact he was blatantly breaking both our hearts I would have probably jumped him already, his smell….his voice, just yum! But no, it didn’t bother me what his pack mates threw my way, I could deal with that. But every insult, every dig at my apparent faults felt like a knife ripping through my heart each time the hurtful words fell out of his mouth. I never knew whether I had wanted a mate or not, but the thought that someone was out there that would love you, protect you and adore you with everything they had made me melt inside and crave for it.
But now I knew he was so close, of how similar he seemed to be with my disowned parents I couldn’t help but feel as if I had lost my happily-ever-after since it was now the last thing I wanted. I inhaled sharply and quickly threw my teeth as I felt a bucket of water suddenly chucked over my head, the freezing water running down my hair and face as it soaked my clothes making me relieved that I had chosen dark clothes to wear today. The class laughed which didn’t surprise me, the rogue upfront had apparently got in good with a few people so didn’t seem offended with their words as they threw them at me. The teacher again ignored everything, my teeth gritting when I heard her laughing at my expense. What sort of person does that? I bit my tongue hard enough to cause it to bleed, hearing my so-called mate breath in sharply as I did so. I knew he could sense my blood, his wolf raging since he had already seen his mate in me. He ignored it though, continuing to laugh at my expense though it seemed less real and more forced as he did so. It was his next comment though that would stick with me, the one which caused the vicious wolf in me to whimper back as his voice sliced straight through my heart causing me to grip the table as I tried to get over the pain until I blocked it out, completely leaving me feeling dead inside.
“Aw, is the little rogue wet? Why don’t you just go, no-one is ever going to want you, I mean who would? Look at you! I pity the fool who gets a skank with a face and body like yours as a mate, imagine waking up to that every day of your life?” he laughed with the class, though I could tell it was missing any emotion like he had forced himself to do so. That didn’t resister to me though, I had to get out of there! I sighed getting up, quickly putting my damp books in my bag as my chair scraped back with the force of my move. I let my damp and now matted hair hang down my cheeks as I headed towards the door, aware that the room had gone silent as I did so. I put my hands in my pockets, walking towards the exit of the room as I did so. I paused though, letting my watery eyes meet the deep hazel colored ones of my mates as I felt him tense as he stared at me, his wolf rising with the urge not to mark and claim his mate as his eyes tinted yellow.
“Where’s the fun in that?” I asked bitterly, letting all the heartbreak and pain he had caused me to leak into my words. I could tell it hit home, his face crumbling in a painful expression as he flinched away from my gaze, his pack-mate still looking at him curiously as I walked out the room. As if I wanted a mate anyway… You would have jumped him the second you realized if he hadn’t basically just ripped your heart out my wolf commented causing me to laugh bitterly. Don’t forget he rejected you too darling I stated with a sob, effectively shutting her up as I did so. And that people was how I ended up leaving my first day of school, both pissed and completely and utterly heartbroken. Screw him if he can scare me away so easily! No, I couldn’t just run away like that. There was a natural attraction between mates. I would make the most of it to tease him as my love toy. I would make him regret what he did to me today! A perfect scheme formed in my mind…