"Because I don't want to be a werewolf, why the hell else would I take it?" she growled, feeling her hackles raise (literally and figuratively) the more angry she got. It didn't help that she was angry about being a werewolf to start with. She just wanted to bite and tear into something and- no, that was the wolf talking. She didn't want to do that.

"And they wouldn't because I'm a freak of nature!"