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Ongoing, First published Oct 02, 2019
In the modern life of Raegan Ray everything was in place, the girl had rules for everything. In fact, her grandmother made her a handwritten book with all the rules she has to follow religiously. ⠀⠀⠀
1)No going out after 8 p.m - because the wolves are out at night.
2)No drinking, smoking or taking anything that could make you lose consciousness. 
3)No talking with strangers. 
4)Always wear red and have silver at you.
5)Train with your dad.
6)Practice archery with Teagan.
7)Take the tea I'm making you before going to bed. ⠀
8)Not allowed in the woods.
9)Always pray three times in the morning.⠀⠀
10)Take baths and use basil every night. ⠀
Those were the first ten rules, some of the most important ones Raegan had to follow every day without any questions. She always thought her grandmother was mad and since her father barely stopped at their house, Raegan and Teagan had to take care of the older woman. It was never easy and Raegan was almost always frustrated with the woman - she was 19, she wanted to go out and party and be able to have friends but she barely had those. She felt like she was locked up her whole life and truth be told, she was. ⠀
Her grandmother wanted her safe, away from the wood's dangers such as a certain black-eyed wolf who was living in the forest now. A certain shapeshifter that was the thing the Ray family was hunting for centuries. Raegan was born a hunter - even if she liked it or not. And the oldest woman was in charge of making sure her granddaughter was safe, especially after the tragic accident where Raegan's mother died - torn apart by a wolf. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Raegan Ray was shielded from everything, treated like a princess in a tower but all she wanted was to be able to run through the woods and make new friends, make new memories. And figure it out why the hell her grandmother always puts some kind of drugs in her tea before bed. ⠀
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