For ten years of my life I have been locked down here in this musty basement. I can’t remember who I used to be, my name, where I came from, my parents, do I even have a family? I used to fight in the beginning, scream at him to take me back, scream my name at him when he called me “Rose" but that’s what I call myself now. Rose, because when I would kick and scream he would do worse much worse. Werewolves are meant to be guardians, protectors their meant to be kind. They live in peaceful packs helping each other, the alphas protect their pack ruthlessly. Follow the story of "Rose" a strong female werewolf, over coming the hardships of her life and finding her happily ever after.