f r e e d o m
A wish can be dangerous when it comes true.

She is a 16-year old Werewolf and is not a rogue. But at times, she wishes she is, so that she can have her freedom. She believes a Werewolf should have freedom... The freedom to be in control of their lives. The freedom to run through the forest in their Wolf form. And the freedom to decide on their own mate. But this was not true. She could see that this was not true. She could see that Alphas had more control over their lives than they had. She could see the territories of the Packs that decided which forests she could run through in her Wolf Form. She could see the power that was called fate, which could decide who her mate was before she could. Was that true freedom? No. Or, so she thought. She wishes for freedom. Her freedom. The freedom that a rogue would have. And her wish comes true. The rogues attack her Pack and she, herself, becomes a rogue. Her and her family have to go rogue. Her wish comes true. But, now, their lives are more dangerous than she realises.

What is she to do?