I had what you'd call the perfect life. I had a loving family, friends at school, and everything a girl could desire. 

But in truth, I was about as unhappy as a girl could be. I was the only werewolf in a family of witches, and while on the surface things were perfect, they were less so when you looked a little deeper. And so it was with me. 

I wasn't going to let them ruin me, though. One day I'd get away, even if I had to run as far away from my family as possible. And when I got running, I'd run as far as possible to ensure they never got their hands on me again, even if it meant selling myself to the meanest werewolf pack known to wolfkind.