Latency meant I couldn't shift; I had a wolf trapped inside of me that wouldn't come out no matter how much I tried. My kind shifted at eighteen, with Alpha wolves shifting earlier – at seventeen. I would be twenty in a few weeks which meant for two years, I bore the stigma of being a traitor's daughter and that of a latent wolf. I couldn't shift until that night.

Pain bloomed on every inch of my skin. Tiny pinpricks, sharp stabs, I felt them all at once as my body changed. The worst of them happened in my head, my skull. As if an external force pressed my skull...