LONER SPY
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"So I was just to Shield to you...........just a damn shield??" I scream out to them while tears start coming from my eyes I wiped them roughly which might have even left a deep scratch as I fell a hot liquid coming from my cheeks just below my eyes. I ignore all the pain and start moving towards them while dragging my sword behind me creating a rather unpleasant sound.I stop as soon as I reach their shaking bodies kneeling in front of me. "Now you are going to pay what you did to me and my ________." This is the story of Olivia Red, a werewolf(?) who is controlled by her loving and overprotective mother, who also happened to be the Luna of the pack but what she doesn't know is that she has hidden a very big secret from her.She doesn't know anything about the disease she has the requires her to get her blood drawn every week and why she feels very weak everytime she wakes up from these sessions. BUT... Everything changes when she meets her mate Felix Robane as he helps her uncover all the truth and gives her all the support to get her revenge.
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Born between two worlds, despised by those who should love her. Being labeled as "defective", "incomplete", "impure". Suffering repeated and constant persecution. How could she believe in happiness? Her heart had been bombarded by countless insults over the years in her home pack..., but against the setbacks of life, she remained determined to overcome all obstacles and prove that she was not weak but "unique", as her father always claimed. Her Witch blood did not diminish her courage at all... But lately she had been feeling strange... dreaming every night of a man, or rather, of his silhouette. The strength he emanated was terrifying, like a being from the coldest, most soulless underworld... making her doubt her real existence and her own sanity..., but why, even though she felt a terror that paralyzed her body, she couldn't forget the sadness she saw in his eyes? They were begging... for what? Someone? A love? To be rescued? Who was that "God" that lived in the darkness? His face gave her the feeling of recognition, he was not totally strange to her soul..., but at the same time, she was absolutely sure she had never seen him before... her blood warmed and her heart beat faster... What did it all mean? Was it all a result of her longing for her companion who she was told would never come? Or did it really have some other meaning? I had to find out...

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