A Huntress For A Mate

A Huntress For A Mate

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Cleo seemed like a normal teenage girl, went to high school, had friends, even lived by herself. But no, she is a huntress, of werewolves and vampires, there are sirens or mermaids if you wish but hunting them is a suicide mission that and she can't swim she only lives by her self becuase vampires killed her parents and her older brother so now she hunts them, but she is fond of werewolves most only try to protect there pack or family while others, rouges just like to kill. most don't belive they are capable of love but she nows they are they are called mates. she doesn't kill werewolves often unless she has to but vampires, all they want is blood they don't care if there victim has family or if the victim is 8 they just want blood. after moving to Chicago 1 year ago she starts to have a normal life other than still being a huntress with no one knowing but what happens when she finds out she is mated, to an alpha. What could go wrong...answer Everything!
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WATTPAD FEATURED BOOK Highest Rank: #2 In Werewolf WARNING: NON CLICHE. "Move or I'll put soap in your eyes." I warned, as Ocean continued to block every step of mine. "You're the one who's in MY way... YOU move." He commanded with a hint of amusement in his voice. "If you don't move I'll nipple cripple you..." I threatened making him bring his arms up to cover his chest. "Why would you want to violate mine when I always take good care of yo-" I slapped my hand over his face before the word left his mouth. ---- A pack surrounded by tall walls. No one could come in, no one could get out. An Alpha notorious for using guns instead of claws. Why? No one knows. Since Naya first met Ocean, she knew he's been hiding something from her. What? She was dying to find out. After all, she was an Alpha herself. It was uncommon for two Alpha's to imprint on each other. But, nothing about Ocean and Naya was normal. They had extraordinary secrets and with extraordinary responsibilities. But they must figure out their purpose quickly, before time runs out. Before someone else much more powerful catches up to them. Someone who's been around for centuries. --- ~ Warning: This is a NON CLICHE story that doesn't normal werewolf trope on here. There are no rouges, no cliche packs or pack wars or crazy over brooding Alphas. This is a high fantasy werewolf novel. It will not follow the usual werewolf rules nor is it set in this world.~ Editor: Zoriey and Sweet_Lovexx

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