Regret.

I stare at my hands, blood covering it. I sob as I look around. Everyone's dead. I stare back at my hands again then at the dead man in front of me. His skin turning more paler than it is. His lips turning really light pink, almost white. His dead eyes held anger, hatred, and hurt. I sob as more tears fall down from the corners of my eyes. I hold his hand, shakily.

I'm sorry.

I scream. I feel like dying. This is all my fault.

"This is all your fault." I hear his voice in my head then I cry harder.

I stare at him, caressing his cheeks.

I killed him.

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Charlotte Summers, a shewolf whose mate is Matthew Emerson, the alpha of the most strongest pack, Cruel Thunder pack. Charlotte grew up knowing she's a pure werewolf until she starts to receive some letters from the elders of the vampire hunters community. One night, she finds herself craving for killing a vampire. She go out of her room and kills a vampire. Who's that vampire? What will happen next? What's her secret?