I knew my life would never be easy, I knew it the day I first stepped onto the shore and took my first breath of fresh air, it was force fed to me the day my parents died, and then it was reinforced every time I ran away "Come on Lillare, you know you miss me, what can I do to get you back" I felt that heartless smile settle on my lips "Kiss my tail fins" I heard Sam snicker from behind me "after all, I am going to be your queen, but I don't need you as my King" You can't stay pure forever, and lapses in the way you treat people who have done you wrong are bound to happen, but the ancients know I'm here for a reason.

"Give me one reason not to put a bullet in your skull" his smirk made me sick, the words like ink in my mouth, his reason wouldn't matter, but I still wanted to here it, "You know, I thought the first words I ever heard you speak would be more along the lines of, hey long time no see, no hard feelings for the bullet you put in my chest" it was my turn to smirk, his words didn't sounding quite as cocky as usual, "Oh, I'm sorry, was I suppose to forget that you shot me" Clarrentine has never seen the outside of the bases fence other then when she was assigned to kill someone, never spoken a word not in the 18 years she's been alive, and suddenly she is thrust into the everyday life of none other than a pack of wolves, only problem, she has no idea what a werwolf is, and that they are what she protects, and they are determined to keep it that way, for a little while at least