Elle Hayward couldn't shift, not even a claw. She was born into one of the oldest werewolf packs in Canada, and she didn't even live in a city or town, but she was homesteaded. They lived off the land and never did well in cities. They hadn't had a fluke in decades until she arrived and couldn't do anything but be stuck as a human with her only value: she carried the gene and could bear more werewolf children.