Prolouge

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"Run", he said quickly. He looked the other way so I couldn't see his face. He ran his fingers through his blonde hair and took a minute to regain his breathe. Right before I made my way out the door, I looked behind me and into a pair of piercing green eyes.
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Belle Salvoochi has no one; she's always on the run. Being a rouge is being a threat to other packs, and even though she means no harm, nearby packs will destroy her without a second thought. Finding her mate seems impossible considering the circumstances; or does it?

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