Megan Goldenleaf was not at all your normal teen. She preferred books to people and loved the forest while most teens are glued to their phones being couch potatoes. But Megan was something else... something more powerful, dangerous. Megan Goldenleaf was a rouge werewolf. Hi, I'm Megan and as you may as well know, I am what you would call a werewolf. No I don't into some hideous beast and go on a killing spree. That's just a myth, or at least I think that's a myth. I used to be part of a pack called The Goldenleaf pack, until it was wiped out. My parents were murdered by my uncle who then tried to take me. But thankfully a fellow pack mate saved me and hid me. They left when I was about six, when I could fend for myself, now I'm 16. Anyway I am five feet tall and I have long straight blonde hair and blue eyes and my wolf is small and white with four light grey socks, my muzzle is also grey and I have black speckles on my back. But enough about me you guys came here for a story so sit back and grab your popcorn and prepare for an adventure!!