I thought I had my whole life planned out; graduate with honors, pack initiation, college, marriage. But I had a slight hiccup in my plan. Something I had thought was a given. My initiation. I never thought in a million years I'd fail. But I did. What's worse, I got stuck in a partial shift. My eyes were those of a wolf. Because of that, my Alpha wanted to kill me. So, I ran.
I couldn't live among humans, not with my eyes as they were. And no normal pack would take me in. I was a liability. No, I needed a strong pack. One who's Alpha could help me complete my shift. There was only one I could think of. They called themselves the Dark Blood Pack. They were distinct from every other pack in the world because of their black blood. They were the most vicious pack in the United States, if not the world. From what I'd heard, most didn't survive the trials. But what other choice did I have? It was this or die. My only option was to get an invite to complete the trials and join The Dark Blood Pack.
