Gichimanidoo (A Novel)

Gichimanidoo (A Novel)

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Marie reached into my shirt pocket, snatched my phone, scrolled through some files, and played No Volveré. Since that day in the boiler room, I liked to think it had become our song. She placed it back into my pocket and stood. I rose with her and we waltzed in the brisk autumn air. We swayed briefly after the song ended. She pulled back and looked in my eyes. "Don't worry about me. I'm an adult and can take care of myself." She started to turn, hesitated, and then gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. It startled me, and before I could say anything, she strode away. "Adios, Fede," she called over her shoulder, disappearing around a bend in the foot path. I arrived the next morning with coffees in hand. The sky had turned grey and weighed heavy on the lake. I waited for about thirty minutes, checked my phone, but there were no messages. Marie never came. I contemplated texting her, then shrugged. I assumed she was busy, so I left for work. When I returned the next day and she didn't show up again, I began to worry. I stared at my phone, nearly ready to call her. "She can't answer," said a soft female voice. I looked up from my seat on the bench, startled. Before me stood a teenage girl dressed in a red t-shirt and faded blue jeans. Her dark hair was cut short and her face shaded by a tall tree. I noticed, around her neck, hung a dreamcatcher necklace made of beads and feathers. "Marie is dying," she said in a matter-of-fact tone.
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I jumped to my feet and punched him in the side. There was hardly an effect. "You're weak" he spat, walking a step closer towards me. I growled as I had had it with this blood sucking devil! My blue eyes fumed in anger as my wolf was released. I am a white wolf. Liam's eyes bulged as he saw my true form. He then smiled ready to fight. I lunged for the bastard, knocking him to the ground. His other minions rushed towards me all attaching me at once. I attempted to fight against them. They kept coming on me and it was becoming too much for me to handle. My fur had gone from a snowy white, to a bloody reddish color. So much blood. I laid down. Maybe just a minute of rest. I saw Liam walk up to me. He looked down at me and smiled. "What's wrong little wolf? No more energy?" He smirked. Then Liam was suddenly thrown to the damp ground by something, a jet black wolf with glowing red eyes. He was beautiful with his gleaming coat and strong legs. The black wolf left Liam on the ground and fiercely killed all of Liam's minions easily. He wasn't finished with his prowl, he turned back to face Liam but realized that the pureblooded vampire had already run off. Then I hear a deep growl. "Mate", and my heart stops. ------------ Alexandra's pack is mercilessly destroyed by werewolves most hated species: vampires. The species has hated each other since the beginning of time. But what happens when she finds out she is half vampire and half werewolf? A hybrid cross species who is on the run from the vampire Liam who wants to use her as a trophy. She meets her mate, Tyler, who is the leader of a ruthless pack called the Silvermoon pack. But will he be able to protect her from the relentless vampire out to get her? ----- My very first attempt at writing a book so be gentle! Many errors and typos!

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