I couldn't find a good reason. She was like this because of me. Seeing her, thirsty for blood and vengeance, turning to rogues — it was all me.I had murdered her and left only a shell of what once was. A shell filled with hate and rage.
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She Wolf
WerewolfShe was brutal. She wanted blood. She was a monster. A monster that I created. This story is not about the rejected mate winning her true love back. This is about the rejected mate on the hunt for his blood - even if it grows deadly.