A Witch's Scorn
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This one bite was the beginning of if all. This one bite had rewritten fate itself. It had set the course for love, tragedy, and despair,but due to this new written path Cain has slowly undone the vengeful curse placed upon him by the witch that faithful night.With these new feelings arising within Cain's heart and his curse reverting him to his true form Cain must choose what he truly wants more to be a wolf again or to be with the love of his life Abby.Cain must make haste because lurking in the shadows of the unforetold future is great calamity.
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