The Female Hybrid

The Female Hybrid

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What happens when you are the only female hybrid? Well I'm going to tell you. I just graduated high school and I have two of the best friends a girl can ask for. Seems fair right? Wrong. I have so many things going on I cant even thing straight. First my parents are getting divorced and my friends are stabbing me in the back. Oh and the best part, I am a freaking hybrid. I left this life and moved to California. When I was called late at night during a hunt, the person on the other line is the one who turned me and asked me to come back. You see I use to be a vampire but one day I was waking home and I got cornered. I found out that they were werewolves. They bit me and I ended up turning and being the only known female hybrid. A pack close by picked me up off the streets and took me in. This is my story of how vampires and werewolves are fighting for control of me. I am alot stronger than anybody lets on but I am keeping my innocent face on. Enjoy! My second book ever. :)
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On my 16th birthday I thought my dad was a nut case. He talked about being a witch and werewolf hybrid mix in a long line of the almost extinct crescent moon pack. My twin brother and I would never see each other after our transition. Only the stronger twin would survive. I didn't expect it to be me. I always thought I was the weaker twin. Now I'm the lone survivor of my pack. Training starts immediately. My mother was gone, my brother was dead and apparently I was a wanted witch-wolf hybrid by powerful deadly beings. My survival depended on this training. I was the sole survivor and the most strongest alpha in the world. All I had to do was find my strength and train. I needed to build my pack from scratch. Of course my brothers best friend was my omega. Could things get worse? The answer is yes. Things could get worse. Much much worse.

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