Acechando al Destino.
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Last published Sat, Feb 24, 2018
Raziel fue capturado por los cazadores y jamás creyó poder sentir la libertad nuevamente, pero gracias a un descuido de los cazadores logra huir. Cuando éstos se dan cuenta de su huida, salen a cazar a su presa.
En su huida se encuentra con el mejor regalo que el destino puede otorgar a un shifter... multiplicado por dos.
Pero...
El amor y la libertad tienen su precio... ¿qué harán cuando el destino llegue a cobrar su deuda?
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