A/N I apologize to the readers, once i posted it last night I fell asleep. I literally fell asleep with a sweet tea in one hand and my lap top open. Thank goodness my hubby grabbed my drink lol. Also, Josh and Riley are not going to be related in this story, I know it is odd but hey it's a FanFiction :)

Rogue- a dishonest or unprincipled man.

Rogue- a large wild animal that is driven away from the herd and having savage like and destructive tendencies.

Rogue- a person whose behavior one disproves of but is nonetheless likable.

I'm a rogue.

Unfortunately none of the above definitions quite sum up my state of being. I don't consider myself dishonest, I am a large animal who is also partly human and I do live away from my pack, I was not driven away. But I don't think I have destructive tendencies unless I'm provoked and defending myself. Since I am a rogue lots of people disprove of my behavior, but those who don't know I'm a rogue… mostly humans-like me.

As stated previously I was not driven away from my pack. I left on my own accord and for good reason, reasons that you will not be hearing. At least not at this point in my story. At this point in my story I'm going to tell you who I am and why one stupid idiotic law that was passed inevitably changed my entire life.

I'm Maya daughter of Kermit and Katy of the Crescent Moon Pack. How ya' doin'? I left the Crescent Moon Pack when I was 12 years old and if I ever return it will be kicking and screaming. At 18 years old I'm living on the outskirts of the Twilight Pack in essentially rogue territory which is land that has not been claimed by any pack and is free for wolves such as myself to roam around. Like I was saying I have an apartment and job that both reside on the edges of their territory and even though they know I'm there, or at least I'm assuming so because how could they not, they've left me alone.

It wasn't until last week when our governing body also known as 'Sapiente Wolves'- which is a stupid name if you ask me it's Latin for 'Wise Wolves'- passed a law stating that all wolves, whether in a pack or a rogue must go to school for at least one year if you are 18 years of age or younger. They said it is to bring about unity and socialization, in reality it's just a way for them to keep tabs on the rogues and finding out how many of us there are, seeing as any child within a pack would already be in school. Not that I necessarily mind going to school, I like to learn and I consider myself smart, I've homeschooled myself with textbooks that human teenagers I work with bring. If there was a school that was outside of pack limits and on rogue territory I would have gone, but now that the law is enacted I can roam peacefully on their land without repercussions, at least during a specific set of hours. "So you're going to school now?" I smile at my co-worker Darby and agree, "Why all of a sudden do you want to go to school? I mean you're 18."

I chuckle and shrug my shoulders I've already practiced a lie, "I wanted at least 1 year of experience in a public school." In other words I don't have much of a choice in the matter because I'm a werewolf and what the leaders say, goes. "Either way, my shift is over with. I'll see you later Darby." I step outside in the cool September air and inhale deeply. Though I'm only 2 feet away from the diner, the smell of grease and future diabetes has evaded my senses and is replaced with pine as I meander back towards my apartment.

'I want to run'

That is my wolf, though we live in the same body she has a mind of her own. She's as feisty and stubborn as I and that's my favorite part about her. Hardly ever do we disagree but on the off chance we do she tends to win, 'Okay 20 minutes'

I have school tomorrow after all. Her tail is up in the air and wagging uncontrollably, we don't get out and run as much as we'd like to but at the same time it's dangerous. A good portion of rogues are violent and cruel, which means I've had to kill to live and though I don't regret it I don't necessarily want to provoke it. After hiding behind a tree I quickly strip my clothes and begin to shift into my wolf. A few snaps and broken bones later and I'm on all fours. She's the color of my hair, blonde with a little bit of honey. There are a few black spots on my fur, the tips of my ears and one paw is solid black, I find her beautiful.

'Because I am'

I chuckle while stretching out my legs and shaking out my fur before sprinting off into the forest. Dodging trees and leaping gracefully over branches that have fallen and logs that are resting peacefully. The only sounds I hear are the crunching leaves underneath my paws and the wind whooshing past me as I sprint. I know exactly where I'm going, the clearing. There's a small stream and a ton of tall grass that I chase rabbits in, I say chase but my wolf more or less eats them. Once I get there I realize that I'm going to be gone more than 20 minutes and the sun will be setting by the time I make my way back.

Which only makes me even more aware of my surroundings. I tread in the water lapping it up to quench my thirst and to cool off my paws before going on the hunt. My wolf slowly and quietly meanders towards the tall grass that barely reaches my head and crouches to the ground. My claws digging into the dirt and preparing to leap as the smell of a wild rabbit invades my senses. I drag my belly across the ground in an effort to get closer and that's when I see a little cotton tail.

Without wasting any time I pounce and sink my teeth into its neck. Right when I'm about to devour my hunt I hear snarling and growling. My ears twitch with the sudden hostility dancing in my ears and I realize it isn't directed towards me. It's a good mile to my right. I decide to ignore it, it isn't my fight and it's disrespectful for a one on one battle. But that all changes when I hear 2 different growls and 1 whimper. Before I give her permission she sprints off to save the day. A pained howl is released from the victim of what I'm assuming is now an attack and I will my legs to go faster.

2 minutes later the attack comes into my view. A beautiful brown wolf is cowering beside a tree with 2 hurt paws. It's obvious the rogues are simply toying with her. Ass holes. I leap off the ground and while tackling one I effectively tackle the other since they were side by side and instantly come into a defensive pose in front of the she-wolf. I snarl my teeth and let out a warning growl as they're coming back to their paws. They must sense the power radiating from us, as their wolf bows their heads in a sign of submission. Of course they are bowing without permission of their human. But it is in their nature to submit to stronger wolves, even if they are a rogue.

I can see it in their eyes that they slowly accept defeat, as I stand proud over the she-wolf. However I don't make a move until I can't smell them anymore. Which means they are a good mile and half or two out. I slowly move away from the brown wolf beneath me, she's got a small patch of white on her chest and to show her I mean no harm I lay on my belly and whimper in an attempt to get her to look up. Her scent is vaguely familiar but I have also been alive for 18 years and lived in rogue territory for 6, so no doubt I've probably smelt her before as a passerby.

She lifts her snout from her paws and cocks her head to the side as she stares at me. Her chocolate brown eyes are studying me and I'm assuming figuring out why I helped her. It isn't like a rogue to defend someone, they have a tendency to not care about anyone else or anything. I decide the best thing to do is shift, even though I'm naked it isn't anything unusual for wolves. It's kind of an unspoken rule to not look south of someone's face.

As soon as I'm back in human form I tousle my hair and the small gust of wind that I felt informed me she shifted as well. My lips part as I stare at the woman in front of me, she's beautiful like her wolf but that's not what caught me by surprise. "Maya?"

"Riley?" Without thinking twice we embrace one another in a hug. "What are you doing out here? Are you insane?" My arms hold tightly around her neck, I haven't seen her since the night I left. Riley, my best friend well was my best friend.

She sniffles, and just as I remember she's a sensitive one. Granted, I'm thinking about crying too. "I can't believe I found you. I've been looking for you, for 2 years."

"Technically I found you." I joke and pull away. "How's the legs?"

"Healing. Once my wolf wasn't focused on the wolves attacking she focused on my wounds." We stare into each other's eyes and touch our cheeks. A sign of admiration and love, also a way to familiarize one another with their scents. "Thank you." She whispers and if I didn't have wolf hearing I doubt I would have heard that.

I examine her face for any other injuries, but the only other thing that I found that I didn't like was the tears she openly shed. "Riley what are you doing out here?"

"I was looking for you." Without realizing it we began walking back to where I had originally shifted. "I have been for 2 years." I give her a questioning look of why and she takes that as her cue to continue, "I know why you left, but when you did things took a turn for the worse." I have no doubt about that. "The Luna went ballistic and closed herself off from the Alpha. Everyone thinks you were dead, but I never felt the disconnect, I never felt our bond break and I knew. I knew you were safe and I had to come find you. I think the Alpha and Luna were in a state of denial so much so that they made themselves believe you were dead as a way to cope."

"I'm not going back." I state determinedly, I refuse.

"I wasn't searching to bring you back." She loops her arm through mine and we continue our trek back to my clothes. Though walking will take a while. "I had to find my best friend. I couldn't live under the Alpha anymore. Even as the pack doctor's daughter."

Her parents I remember fondly, always kind and giving. Which makes sense considering her mother is a doctor and her father is a teacher. I still can't believe she left them. "Does anyone know you left to find me?"

"No. I snuck out in the middle of the night through the trees. I was surprised I made it past the guards" She was always a sneaky one.

My eyes shift from her chocolate orbs to the sky and I know we need to get back to my place and soon. "Shift and follow me. More rogues come out at night for hunting and we don't want to be caught up in that mess." I start to sprint and shift mid-air the sound of crunching leaves behind me gives me the affirmation she is following me.

When we were kids we'd constantly run and play together, our fur brushing up against one another essentially rubbing our scents together and chasing butterflies. My wolf still has that childlike wonder, though I have had to reign it in more often because of the dangers living without a pack brings. However, the she-wolf nudging my shoulder tends to bring that out in me. I can't believe she's back in my life, I can't believe I found Riley she was the one person I have always missed from my pack. My wolf and I are howling with happiness as we frolick throughout the forest.

I felt happy for the first time in a really long time.

I open the door to my apartment that we are now going to be sharing and let her enter. "It isn't much." I whisper, "But it's home." My one bedroom apartment is furnished with second hand furniture that I've refurbished, but the thing that truly matters is the fridge is stocked. No doubt this is better than where she's been staying, but nowhere in comparison to the pack house Riley once lived in.

"It's perfect." I direct her towards the shower so I can start cooking dinner and for once I am able to use more than just one plate. My mind wanders back to my childhood when things were simpler and I'm not complaining, I made my bed.

The sound of boiling water pulls me out of my thoughts informing me that it's time to add the noodles. I stir the browned meat into my sauce and I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist. "I've missed you so much Maya."

"You have no idea Riley." I whisper in an effort to conceal my feelings, I've built this wall up around myself and secluded myself from others. But Riley will always hold a special place in my heart. She'd let me stay with her when things were too much for me to handle. She'd support me and listen to me when no one else would. Riley is my best friend, other half and will always be my first priority. "Take a seat and I'll make you a plate hon."

Her dark brown hair shifts when she nods in agreement and her delicate hands move to wipe her tears. "On to happier things, have you found your mate?"

"No ma'am and I'm not looking." I quip. Mate- shortened term for 'soul-mate', it's said that every wolf has one and that the Moon Goddess herself creates a person specifically for you. They're the other half of your soul. Their strengths are your weaknesses, they will love and support you no matter what and the closest thing I've ever come to that was Riley. I'm perfectly fine if I never find my mate, in fact I hope I don't. Having a mate is weakness and she refused to have any more of those. Not to mention I'd lose all freedom and no doubt have to become part of a pack. "What about you?"

She shakes her head, "No but I am definitely looking." Her girlish grin makes her dimples even deeper than normal. Riley has always loved romance and the idea of finding a mate, and for her sake I hope she does. I join her at the table and we waste no time to dig in, it's clear she hasn't eaten in a while. We've always been able to share clothes and even now mine are swallowing her.

I can see her sunken cheek bones and the big bags under her eyes. It's obvious she hasn't been sleeping or eating well. She was never one to fight for her food, but as a rogue you have no choice. "When was the last time you ate Riley?"

She shrugs and feigns an interest in the pasta, "A few days maybe a little more."

"Eat as much as you want. My home is yours now, I'll get you a key made." Within seconds she's crying again. Oh my peaches, don't ask where the nickname came from because not even I know. It just kind of stuck one day. "Also, tomorrow is the first day of school."

She stops mid chew and glances at me, "That law passed?"

"Unfortunately." I sigh and take a bite. There's always a fear that this is a ruse to extinguish the rogues, or for us that we'll be sent back to our pack since we weren't technically kicked out. "But we can't avoid the law. Just stick with me peaches." Riley's never been a fighter, she'd come to my aid and try to diffuse the situations that I tend to cause. But that's when I was younger and much hotter headed, though my wolf didn't help. I hate that my best friend has been struggling for so long and I had no idea.

I won't leave her again.

I don't think I could if I tried.

I'm currently wanting to pull my hair out. Why you ask? My best friend is having a conniption fit with what she should wear to school. Everything looks too big on her and once I decided on a pair of skinny jeans, ankle boots and my 'I can't adult today' black tee shirt with ease, she became even more frantic. "Riles just wear one of my summer dresses. Please. You always looked gorgeous in dresses." Legs for days that one has. And I'm only 80 percent jealous. I rise off of my bed that we shared last night and booty bump her out of the way of my closet. "Here." I hold out a yellow spaghetti strap fit and flare dress that ends at mid-thigh. "Put this on and a pair of shoes. We gotta go." Seeing as school starts in 20 minutes and it is a 15 minute walk there. I snatch my bag on the way to the front door and sling it over my shoulder.

I'm one strapping it.

I love 22 Jump Street. Seconds later Riley's right behind me, her hair is curled because she insisted on making a good first impression, and mine is naturally wavy, so mine falls into natural tendrils. Either way our mane is flying behind us as we jog to school. "Remind me to set the alarm for 10 minutes earlier."

"Or we can pick out our clothes the night before." She jokes.

I giggle and take her hand in mine in a desperate attempt to get her to hurry up. "Okay mom!"

Surprisingly we made it to school in 10 minutes, not 15 but we still need our schedules. And because my best friend isn't registered I'm taking the opportunity to ensure she has the same classes as me. As soon as we step on the sidewalk to go into school all wolf eyes are on us. At first I was unsure if humans would join us at school but it's evident that there isn't one in sight. No humans, but a whiff of the air to the pack wolves lets them know that we are outsiders.

We are rogues.

I throw my arm over Riley because I can feel her fear. No, not from her wolf, my best friend is shaking. She hates attention, and confrontation so it only makes sense that she is hating life right now. Stepping into the school makes everything more realistic, we're either going to get by with some easy hazing or be torn to shreds. My wolf is pacing in her cage as we tread towards the main office, she hates all the eyes on her and the whispers as we pass by.

Let me clear something up. There's very few she-wolf rogues that live, so to see 2 wolves walking around that reek of being a rogue from our longevity in solitude it's a sight to see. And the members of the Twilight Pack are making sure to see us in all our glory. "Maya, Rogue. I need my schedule and my friend Riley needs to register."

The secretary nods in acknowledgement and gets to work. No doubt she's afraid of the 'uncivilized behavior' definition of being a rogue. "Here you go Ms. Maya. If Riley can fill out this form and I will start registering her in classes."

"Preferably in my own."

Her lips separate in hesitation, "It doesn't quite work that way."

I smile politely and nod in understanding, "She's really the only one who can keep me calm though." And that ladies and gentleman is how a rogue keeps her best friend safe. It wasn't a threat, okay maybe it was a small indirect threat but, I can't feed Riles to the wolves.

Literally.

A few minutes later we're stepping out of the office and using the map the nice secretary gave us to dictate our next direction. "Is there a reason you boys are following us?" I question while still looking at the map. My peaches freezes besides me obviously oblivious that we were being followed since the moment we stepped inside the school and I slowly spin on my heels before looking up.

"Alpha orders." Tall, dark and handsome replies. His dark skin makes his teeth even brighter, and though he's trying to be serious his demeanor reeks of a jokester.

"Tell your Alpha we mean no harm, we wouldn't be here unless we had to be." I snatch Riley's wrist in an effort to lead her down the hall.

That is until the skinnier one steps forward. He's got sharp features, everything is defined and though he's skinny, I'm sure he can put up a fight. No doubt he's the brains of the whole operation. "Alpha would like to meet with you two."

"Your Alpha is not mine, I don't have to follow his orders." I turn back around once I see their eyes turning shades of colors. Fluttering from the glowing amber of their wolves to their normal brown. To disrespect a pack member's Alpha is more or less rude.

'More on the rude side'

I block out my wolf and keep walking away towards class when a deep growl halts me in my footsteps. "MINE!"

So, I agreed with you guys that 'Rucas' was too innocent for a werewolf story.

Seeing as I have not explored the Joshaya FF world I decided to make this my first.

I hope you enjoy this story. :)