The Hunted

Chapter 1- Viola

A/N:

Hey guys! This story is not a fanfiction. I've been writing this book for a long time, and it is actually the second book in a series of three that I've been writing. The first book is finished, but got deleted off of my laptop a while back when it crashed. I'll gradually post the first story as well, if you guys would like me to. Yes, I will continue writing my fanfictions, but I wanted to share these with you all. Enjoy!

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Chapter 1

Viola, Daughter of Aphrodite's POV:

"Quiet, Arrow." I hissed at my beautiful golden wolf, Arrow.

'I am more quiet than you...' Arrow chided at me inside my head.

Arrow had the ability to change into a golden horse, or sometimes just the size of a horse, on command. She had the same color of eyes as me(violet) and her golden fur was the same golden color as my hair. Arrow had just recently turned gold, though. She used to be white, as the other Huntress' wolfs are, but I quit(and surprisingly lived to tell the tale), and Artemis gave me a three day head start.

My golden-blonde hair was long and wavy. My violet eyes shimmered with power. I had a very athletic figure, perfect for running, riding horses(or giant wolves) bareback, and doing cool flips. I was wearing a pair of grey leggings, a long white top, and black

leather boots. My outfit was perfect for the given situation, running and staying away from the Huntresses.

Somehow, they had let me keep my bow and arrows, but instead of the moonlit silver that they had been for who-knows-how-long, they had changed to the same golden that my wolf and hair were. The silver band that had been wrapped around my forehead for so long had fallen off at the same time. Somehow, I had kept my immortality, though.

"Hello? Earth to Viola. Daughter of Aphrodite!" Will exclaimed.

Will is part of the reason that I quit/was kicked out of the Huntresses.

I started to really have feelings for him(not that I would ever admit it out loud) and I knew it wasn't right for a Huntress to love an outsider.

Not that he wasn't worth it, but it was honestly a lot of trouble. It was just way too easy to look into his sea foam eyes and melt. His dark, wavy hair was ruffled and perfectly messed-up. His sword hung at his hip, and don't let the dagger-size of the sheath fool you. When you pull it out, the dagger becomes a sword made of gold from Posiedon's forges.

"Yes, Will?" I asked in a coldly polite voice.

"Hey, watch what tone you use!" Will smirked. My voice was litrally my weapon.

I was the daughter of Aphrodite, but not the average stuck-up type. I was her Chosen daughter. A month ago, my mother had told me that the world was going to fall in the near future and so the current Greek gods and goddesses had to pick their most powerful and practical son or daughter to succeed them on their throne. Aphrodite chose me. Poseidon chose Will.

But the reason Aphrodite chose me is not because of my absolute beauty(I'm not going to lie, I'm quite the opposite of ugly), but because of my power. I had a very rare ability to control people with just the sound of my voice, depending on the tone, the amount of power I put into it, and what I want the person to do.

"Chill, I'm not going to make you do anything." I laughed. He made me smile.

"Alright, come on Vi. What were you thinking about a moment ago?"