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The Last; The Werewolf
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Ongoing, First published Jul 28, 2014
The world thought that only male werewolves were alive. That the last of the females had died out over two decades ago. Female births were rare, to begin with, and after the Alpha, Above All gave the kill order for the remaining females, none were thought to have survived. The few female pups born each year were executed immediately. It was widely believed that they would grow to be careless and vicious, cold-blooded savages. They were stronger than the males and would be hard to control. It was brutal and cold. And thought to be wildly necessary.

Katherine has been under the radar for as long as she can remember. Born to Jordan, Alpha of the BloodRush Pack, her blood carries the scent that only comes from power. She was hidden from birth with her human Step-mother. Her father taught her how to fight. How to hide. How to run. And he taught her well.

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Silence occupied  the clearing for moments before he spoke "You Katherine, you are The Last Female Werewolf."
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