Life's not so easy in the land of 'Anything can kill you'. Despite it, Storm made it work with the two adoptive parents he had, though he mainly took care of the old wolves, and not the other way around. Life was not all bad, though. Well, it wasn't until a band of smugglers came and snatched him from the good ole' den he cooped up in with the couple of old wolves, and plopped him in a illegal fight ring North of Teekon. That's where 'Nice Storm' kinda died. Fighting against other pups, Stormy boy was robbed of his childhood, forced to kill wolves that could have been him, over and over again. Soon, it was all too natural.
There was a night a handler was a bit too wired on the job, and he didn't take to locking Storm up too good. Storm got out. And Storm ran. Storm never looked back. For months, the murder hardened pup strove to make it, and how he made it this far could have been either a blessing or a curse, as far as he saw it. All because of...her...

Travelling south, the rogue youth was enjoying venison from an abandoned kill. There was this white wolf, a girl, who stopped his rude little heart dead in it's tracks. She came forward, a shy little girl, and asked if she could share the meat. Apparently her mother was sick and her father tending to her. Storm allowed her to have some of the meat, and then departed back to his own den.  After a few weeks, Gwen and Storm became close friends. They relied on one another - always trusting each other to never spill their secrets. And, most importantly, they had each other's backs. If Gwen needed a shoulder to cry on, Storm would be there for her. This was needed at one point, where Gwen's mother finally past away due to the sickness that plagued her.

It was inevitable, supposedly, that they would fall in love. They were but 5 and a half months when they came to the conclusion that they had strong feelings for one another. Storm's adopted parents passed after another month, and Storm moved in with Gwen's small family. Gwen had a sister, Julie, who was much more outgoing and open, but the boy's heart was set on Gwen. She had so much more to her. She was a closed book, but not to him. She trusted him. Storm was settled for a while, but when his love's father passed away too (from heartbreak, it seemed), Gwen became closed off, even to him. Storm was not used to this. He pushed, maybe a little too much, and Gwen refused to open up again. She needed time, he eventually realised, but he was young and perhaps foolish at the time. Out of anger, Storm sought Julie. They talked, and they got along.  
Storm spent more and more time with Julie, rather than Gwen, and he saw less and less of his previous 'mate'. When Gwen finally returned from her depressed state, she found that Julie and Storm were closer than ever. She questioned Storm, and stated that they did not work anymore, and he got angry. Gwen was his, as far as he was concerned, and she would not leave him. Even if it seemed that he had left her first. Gwen was his and nobody else could have her. He would have her to himself, and she would become official mates with him. She would bear his children, and they would raise a strong family. That was what she had once wanted, so that was what would happen. He didn't care if she didn't want that anymore. Storm became obsessive and abusive, the kindness he once held vanishing rapidly. He couldn't lose Gwen. Eventually, however, it was less about need and more about want. He would get what he wanted, as far as he was concerned. 

One day, just to prove to her that she could not disobey him, he murdered Julie during her sleep and brought the body to Gwen. He was satisfied with her submission for the rest of the day, so he did not press too much. In the night, however, Gwen ran away. How she managed to do it without him knowing, he had no clue, but she had done it. He was infuriated. For a whole year he searched for her, wanting to force her to become his bride like he had planned before she had escaped from him. He was three years old when he came across the Teekon. Now he searches here, and when he finds Gwen he will take her as his mate.

Only twice did it take for him to get the picture. His “dovette” moved on. His little “snowbird” left him high and dry, and he was ready once again to lose his life to get her back...
But that was then. That was before the little voice in his head told him it was a waste. That she was a waste. That ALL women existed to try and tell a man “no, I need time”.
And now, he’s got a duty to do.

Joining The Company, the Aussie Man has his role to fill, and has got no problem doing it. Searching through Teekon, his objective is now to rid the Wilds of those “women” who believe their answer to a man is “No.” Eventually, he’ll see his snowbird again...

And he’ll get her, whether she likes it, or not.