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Chapter One
Eloise
I’m a freak of nature and I think that I have it all to blame on my parents.
My mother, Rachel, is a human and has been her entire life. Some thought that she would have been a shifter because both of her parents were but for whatever reason, she never shifted or turned. The doctors would end up telling her it is because the human gene inside of her was dominant and the shifter gene ended up being dormant. She would never be able to shift, and she learned to live with that fact even though the people around her looked at her like she was crazy.
My father, Brady, on the other hand, was a wolf-shifter, one of the strongest in the pack. He didn’t care that mom couldn’t shift and they fell in love even though she kept trying to push him away and to pick a she-wolf that he would be able to run with. His solution to that was to throw her onto his back and run through the forest, making her smile and squeal with excitement before they did things under the light of the moon. Atthat moment, Mom ended up getting pregnant with me and they ended up mating and marrying each other.
I loved their love story and I wish that I could have one of my own. Unfortunately, I ended up being like Mom even though they did everything to make sure that I would shift. My shifter gene is not dormant, so the doctors are unsure of why I haven’t shifted yet. It was a little embarrassing when all my friends left me behind because I wasn’t like them. It hurt. I just wanted to beg them to be a part of my life and to let me run with them. I am a fast runner even though I can’t shift. I’m just as fast as any shifter in their wolf form.
No one cared though and kept me at a far enough distance that all I could do was watch from the sidelines. It made me miserable, and I got mad at Mom and Dad for a while even though it wasn’t their fault. I didn’t want to not be able to shift and mom would look at me with sympathy. She knows how much I have longed to be a shifter and I’m sure she felt the same way when she was dealing with this. I shouldn’t be snapping at her about it because it’s not her fault. She’s not the reason why I can’t shift.
It's just my body. I have to hold onto the hope that I will be able to one day.
Now at twenty-one years old, I honestly don’t think that I’m going to shift. I want to but it’s really late and it is very rare for anyone to shift once they hit that milestone. I’ve come to terms with the fact that I might never be able to shift and I’m okay with it. It sucks but being a shifter or not will not define who I am. That much I can promise myself that I won’t let it bring me down. I will not let it destroy who I am on the inside.
It hurts but I’ll live with it.
Now, I just have to deal with other matters.
“There goes the freak!” Jessie, my tormentor laughs as she points at me in the middle of my damn job like I’m some sortof show, “I can’t believe that she hasn’t shifted yet. How is she going to even find a mate who’s going to want her?”
I just look up at her, smirking, “Don’t worry, I won’t have that much trouble, Jessie. I feel bad for you though because no one is going to want you because of your nasty attitude. ‘Kay?”
She is practically seething, eyes flashing wildly as she glares at me, “What do you know, freak? You’re not even dormant so there is no reason that you shouldn’t have shifted. I’m sure that your parents are disappointed with you because you’re a nobody?”
I shrug, not letting her get to me, “okay? So, what if I can’t shift? It happens even to the best of us. If I remember correctly, you didn’t even shift till about a year ago so you could have been in the exact same boat that I’m in.”
Her cheeks turn a bright red, looking like she might try and tear my head off, “don’t you dare compare me to YOU, freak! I didn’t shift till last year because of health problems. I don’t see what your excuse is! No one is going to want you! You’re nothing but a disgusting, little- “
Before she can say anything else, a deep, rumbling voice echoes through the halls that makes me tremble with delight, “Is that really how we should be talking to someone, Ms. Winters?”
My head snaps up and I see him…
Raven Winslow is every girl’s wet dream, especially mine. He is really tall, at least six-five, with a big, burly body that barely can contain the clothes that he wears. His short, curly black hair is swept back off of his face, and his eyes are so dark, they almost look black. He has such well-defined features, full lips, and a slightly crooked nose. He has this scar on his right eyebrow that you wouldn’t even realize was there unless you were really looking at him. He is sexy and eligible…. But I know he’s never going to look my way.
Jessie bows her head, embarrassed, “I’m so sorry you had to hear that, Pack Leader. Eloise and I were just…”
“Are you okay?” Raven had turned his attention to me, pining me with those dark eyes, instantly making my panties wet just from his voice, “I heard what she was saying. There is no shame in not shifting. I hope you know that.”
I just nod my head, my eyes remaining locked with his, “I do, sir, I don’t let it get to me.”
He frowns, obviously not happy with that, “I don’t care if you don’t let it get to you. You shouldn’t be allowing someone to speak to you like that about something that you do not have control over. I’m sorry and I will have her punished accordingly.”
Jessie’s eyes flash as she looks at Raven seductively, “oh? Are you going to be the one punishing me?”
For a split second, I see the disgust in his eyes before he turns to pin her with an intense glare, “No, I will have someone else doing it. You’re not going to like what have planned for you.”
I watched her expression drop with disappointment because she probably expected him to be the one to give her whatever she wanted. I can see now that he is really not interested in her, I can see it on his face. He probably thinks that she is a nuisance because she is like all the girls who practically throw themselves at his feet. I want to be one of those girls, but I know it annoys him, so I don’t do it.
Sighing, I run my fingers through my hair, debating on how I’m going to deal with this mess. When I look up again, I see that Raven is looking at me with a weird expression on his face, like he is mystified. Before I can ask him, what’s going on or what he is thinking, he turns on his heel and walks away from us, disappearing around the corner. I don’t miss the look of hatred that Jessie gives me but that’s fine. I’m more than okay withbeing the center of her hatred because for whatever reason, I have this feeling that I have attracted Raven’s attention.
I just wonder why he looked at me like that.
Chapter Two
Raven
