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The Rouge Spy
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Ongoing, First published Dec 23, 2013
I'm not what you would say normal in the werewolf world.

My parents are rouge werewolves. 

When a rouge werewolf has a pup, no matter how rare it is, it becomes kind of a problem. 
You see rouges become rouges when they leave their pack, for many different reasons, but if someone didn't choose to be a rouge, such as a pup born from rouges, then they are always wanting, begging, pleading to anyone to be in a pack.  They can't fight it.  Werewolves are always meant to be in a pack.
So then comes me, a werewolf born from rouges, involved in something I didn't choose and now I'm joining a pack, in the hopes to gain their fighting tactics and information.
But can I do this? 
I must.
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The Hunted { old version }

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They call them enforcers-They are the ones that come in and clean up when laws have been broken. They are the most feared and strongest of us. They were the ones who couldn't live peacefully in the packs so they decided to make use of them. Soliditary wolves with alpha personalities. I am not like them. I'm worse. I'm a considered a rogue. Something that must be hunted down an exterminated. I'm not a bad person and I've never hurt anyone in my life but my wolf, I can't control her when I shift. We saw something when we were young. My whole pack was slaughter before our eyes and now my wolf is like a wounded animal she lashes out at times unable to tell between friend and foes. A uncontrollable wolf is dangerous in a pack. That is why I chose to live as a rogue, hiding from the werewolf committee and their laws. Luckily I've learned to blend in very well but when I end up in the wrong place at the wrong time my peaceful life quickly comes to an end. Now I'm the prisoner of the enforcers who should have killed me. Why haven't they killed me? Well because by some cruel trick my mate turned out to be their leader. Now I'm stuck with someone who isn't sure if he should kill me or if he should take me to his bed. Don't I get a say in any of this? How could this possibly get any worse... Cover by @PANANABELS