Breaking the Ice

Breaking the Ice

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Living was never meant to be easy, but it seems like I have it worse than everyone else. Kasta was born and raised in Alaska, "the last frontier" state. At 15 she has seen many things that most people don't see in a lifetime. All her life she known that she was a were, a lynx shifter as a matter of fact, and that the lynx shifters are endangered, not the maybe next year there would be more, but the endangered like so close to becoming extinct that this may be their last year... Kasta and her younger sister, the only family that she has left, are being hunted by a group of Hunters, humans whom would love to destroy the evils of shifters, one species at a time. Kasta, furious that she has to run like prey from filthy humans, runs to Blood Moon Pack, were they would hopefully be protected by wolf shifters. Would the wolves protect the siblings, or would they watch the defenseless shifters die, just because they are not the same race? ------------------------ HeyO! This is my very first story and all, so give me some slack, actually a lot of it. I am only 14 years old so obviously I am just a wannabe- NOT a follower, so don't you link me with that. I have always fantasizes myself writing a story, and with Watt-pad I could! So can you guys give me a lot of tips and stuff just to make my story sound better... Thank you for even taking the time to look and notice my story:) I hope you enjoy it! ~TugaGirl
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