‘Hi my names Eden Rivers, I’m 17 years old, I enjoy reading, writing, oh and I’m a werewolf’….. urgh how do you even write one of these profile descriptions? Like what do you even say? “Hi please be my friend, I’m not as weird as I sound, I promise”?…. Well that would be one big fat lie wouldn’t it?
 Urgh I hate social media, what’s the point?

And with that I close the app on my phone and turn it off. 



It’s not like anyones going to call me anyway, everyone thinks I’m a freak. 
I can’t recall the number of times i’ve heard whispers around me, ‘Oh Eden’s zoned out again’, ‘what is she smiling at?’ ‘wow she’s weird, stay away from her’.


I mean It’s not like I was smiling at nothing, I was simply smiling at my only friend, my wolf Nyla. She speaks to me in my head, we have a kinda telepathic communication, she’s the only one I can speak too, and the only one who gets me. So yeah I smile, when she comforts me, lifts me up, and gives me the only reason to smile in my otherwise depressing day…. Hell yeah I’m gonna smile!!

 Since I turned 14 I have been able to transform into my Wolf form. I hit puberty and BAM, Nyla literally tore out of me and transformed me from a petit, dark haired, geeky teenage loner, into a stunning black wolf with a blaze of white chest and just like my human form, one blue eye and one green eye. My human form regularly got bullied for my unique appearance and I often hid away and was generally a bit of a recluse, but my wolf, she was strong, beautiful, kind… I wish I was more like her. 

 So a bit about me. As I have already mentioned, my name is Eden, I’m 17

18 in 2 weeks

and I’m a werewolf. I live in a small village in Northern England and as far as I am aware, I’m the only werewolf here. I am adopted, and my parents are great, I love them, I really do, and I’m super grateful for everything they have given me, but….. I just don’t feel like I belong here. They don’t know what I am, and I’ve never found the strength to tell them. Luckily we live in the Lake District, on an old working farm, we have over 200 acres of land, and there are hills and forests as far as the eye can see, so my wolf has the chance to run and stretch her legs a lot. I have no real friends, so I spend most of my time outdoors exploring woodland with Nyla. 



I’m quite petite at 5ft tall with a small frame and long dark hair that almost reaches my waist. I was always pushed around at school for being so small, and having ‘weird’ eyes, the light spatter of freckles across my milk pale skin also caused unwanted attention so I learnt to hide behind my long hair, and always wore baggy clothes in a failed attempt to make myself look bigger than I was.

But when Nyla came to surface I was no longer the shy girl who hid behind her hair, I embraced everything about my wolf, from her strong broad shoulders, her powerful claws, even our eyes looked beautiful on her… oh how I wished I could see myself as I saw my wolf, maybe then I wouldn’t be such a push over.



So yeah it’s my birthday in 2 weeks time, and I have decided to take a year out after finishing college to travel! I’m absolutely petrified, but I know I have Nyla and she assures me it will be fun… we may even make some friends! 
I decide to turn my phone back on, it’s almost midnight, I’m tired, but I may as well research some hostels whilst I’m still awake, the countdown to our big adventure starts now!