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The Last Rouge

The Last Rouge

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, May 26, 2018
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My existence was a flaw. A mistake. At least that's what they said. What he said. I was supposed to be dead. With the rest of them. The rouges, my family. I was supposed to been executed with the rest of them. Then the Werewolf Realm would be perfect. Flawless. No one wanted me alive, and there was nothing I could do about it. Survival was my only hope, success my revenge. ⚪️⚫️🔵⚪️⚫️🔵⚪️⚫️🔵⚪️⚫️🔵⚪️⚫️🔵 Over the years werewolves have slayed the rouge species off. There were no more left. The population was extinct. At least that's what they believed until a female rouge is spotted. Hunted down immediately, she runs. She's always been running. But this time she runs a little to far. To far being the Vampire realm.
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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

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