.''I am more than you think''.

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(WARNING: This is a gxg book yes but in this first book of the trilogy the MC brings up her past straight almost relationships a lot, reaaaally a lot but sadly that's who this character is so if you don't like it, skip this book, you can still enjoy the sequels without reading this one.... Yes I am writing this because someone didn't like it an I prefer warning anyone else :). )

Alexis' pov:

As you read before I'm Alexis Thunder, the Evil, bringer of apocalypse, night wolf or even pale death were nicknames for me that spread around between werewolves and vampires and to be honest they might be exaggerating.... Just a little bit.

Despite all the tales on me no one knew who I really was, only my name and what I did to get it known, nothing about my looks, gender or anything, I made sure of that.

I'm really old, ageless, I come from a time where the first wolves and vampires were created but that's history, I can't tell you how that happened in detail as the past is the past and some things must remain unknown.

Anyhow to a time I can tell you more about, it is when both races were one and the same, I was the last one remaining of those people and named my before nameless race 'blood wolf', to have something I was part of have an official name, blood because of cold ones aka vampires and children of the moon aka of werewolves..... At those times the words for those race didn't even exist.

I was almost always on the move since I do not age and people would notice after a while and to see new things, forever looking like a twenty year old human girl.

A few years back I had long hair but now I had cut it short, the change was welcome as life is a monotony of days sometimes.

My hair was pitch black with the hair on top left longer, a single little brain (I meant to write 'braid' but the mistake is too funny to the readers to have me correct it) that was made on the left side with my bangs and reached my collarbone, I liked it okay?

(The picture is basically for the hairstyle not how she looks, I had several comments confused, I never said that was her face lol)

I had what the few people I got to know call 'a forever bitch face', never smiles and always narrowed or half closed eyes, I wasn't even doing it on purpose it was just my resting face which made me look uninterested and cold most of the time, well I was uninterested about a lot of things but still, I make an effort to listen to the person talking to me.

My eyes were red, literal crimson red, it was a hard life in what humans called 'medieval times', to hide this was hell but nowadays people just think I have contacts in and see it as normal and don't wanting to burn me the stake for being a witch anymore.

I will resume in big lines what I am aka blood wolf as I said. 

It's like a perfect half and half mix of cold ones and wolves and a bit more, I was speedy and strong, I actually am not stronger nor faster then today's creatures despite what the stories say on me, I just never lost a fight that someone survived to share so they think I must be better but it usually came down to strategy and knowledge I have gotten through millenniums and if I lost I made sure they'd die before sharing their victory to others.

Like cold ones I do not need to breath or sleep to be fine but I could sleep if I desired, tho I never felt tiredness, being like a wolf means I can change into a wolf of course and can eat food instead of only relying on blood, in my shift I end up on four paws like all wolves not something special, you see those werewolves in the shitty movie Twilight? Yeah on all fours werewolves are just about that size and I was bigger...... That movie is so wrong about loads of things that concern our races.

Right now I am wearing some small heeled black combat boots that reach up half my calf, blue slim fit jeans with a low waist, a black belt, black leather fingerless gloves, a white T-shirt and quite a new thin black zip up hoodie, currently left open.

You might be surprised after all that explanation if I told you I was laying on the forest ground on my back and staring up at the leaves while bleeding out over the ground.

The blood didn't look any different from normal like cold one's blood could look, their's was slightly darker as it is dead blood that flows through them while I was still very much alive.

It was just a hunting rifle shot at my left lower stomach so I wouldn't die to this even if I bled....I can't die to bleeding out, having fast healing, but it still hurt like a bitch so I preferred laying here until I healed and the pain numbed, some hunter got scared and fired, I ran further with my 'super speed' as humans call it in their fantasy book.

People would say it's cold here since it just rained an hour ago, there is even a bit of frost on the tips of leaves, but I do not feel cold..... So I was enjoying the view while I healed up, I was heading to a place called 'The Reserve', it was a place where a werewolf pack lived and a heck of a long time ago I had spent time there and promised to once again come back, so I was honoring that promise just hopping it wasn't forgotten to time or it might get bloody and I don't want that.

"I wish I dried you fucker from all your blood." I spat in anger as I grabbed my short hair, I sighed and dug my fingers in the hole in my side, having enough of waiting for it to heal up and push the bullet out, I healed fast but it was too slow right now for me, I growled as I pulled it out and threw it at a nearby tree, the bullet making a hole deep into it and staying stuck in it, I sighed as I relaxed on the ground.

After fifteen more minutes if not more the hole closed up completely but the pain was still there so I was in a bad mood as I got up and zipped up my hoodie to hide the bloody shirt and pick up the discarded grey back pack, throwing it over my shoulder after taking a sip of the water in it, jogging towards the town the reserve was next to.

No human knew of wolves or cold ones and well me so they might know the name 'The Reserve' differently then we do, they'd know that the place as a private land owned by the Hunden family for generations, who were actually wolves and a pack that looked over this town to protect them from danger.

It might be strange for those people to hear this but I was an actual a founder of the pack, that's why I made the promise to come back, I was friends with the first ever alpha of the pack along with the two following ones so yeah, who knows I might be in history books if they kept archives going after I left, I worked so hard writing those so they better have kept those archives.

I sighed at the thought of a pack, a close knitted family, I had one long ago when only blood wolves existed in the world along with humans, but it was hard for us to survive as mortality of pure blooded blood wolves babies was high... So high... Too high...

It was breeding with humans that lead to these differences today between the two races that were born while the blood wolves were killed one after the other with no way of getting more numbers and as I said before.... Leaving me as the last one around..... 

I was also saddened by being alone in another way, mates were a thing right from the start but you can guess I never met mine, I gave up hope until I had a dream once which is something big as I do not dream.

I cannot remember the specifics it happened a long while ago but I remember one thing, the thing I committed to memory over anything else in that dream.... It was that my mate wasn't born yet at the time but would be in the future. 

That was years back and I had waited for another sign since then until almost two decades ago, I got another sign, the bell-like laugh of a new-born, I knew then and there that they were meant for me, my destined one was born, my other half.

I was searching for them since then, another reason why I am heading to 'The Reserve', something was telling me it was either a werewolf there, a vampire from a nearby land or a human from the town... I was called back there now of all time and why? 

Only time will tell.