The Huntress Becomes the Wolf (Complete)

The Huntress Becomes the Wolf (Complete)

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I've always known I was different from the other hunters. My senses were always sharper, my sight more defined. Everything about me screamed different, but yet I was somehow able to hide it. Some of my extra strengths I kept from the other hunters simply because I knew that it would draw unnecessary attention to myself. I already was one of the star hunters simply because of my linage. My father was in charge, with my mother as his second in command. People said I looked just like my parents, with my glossy black hair and storm gray eyes but that was where the similarities ended. I thought that I had hid everything pretty well, but little did I know my so called 'brother' would be the one to ruin it all. Follow Lucie Davis through her world of betrayal, lies, and heartbreak as she tries to discover the meaning of family and the truth about her past as she journeys to uncover her true destiny. Huntress Becomes the Wolf Copyright 2013. All Rights Reserved. © Kali Thoma Fate Bound Trilogy Book 1 Copyright infringements are illegal and all will be persecuted in the court of law. Please note that the title and subject matter are subject to change, due to the fact that I am editing this as I write it. Trailer made by Ari_forev All banners are made by me
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I could feel the thick, wet mud sink as my boots trudged over the brown blanket that covered the portion of forest I found myself in and the half full moon lit my path to camp. I have to admit it sometimes sucks being born a rouge, we are born to be bereft of purpose and abandon to die a meaningless death. As a rouge I will live purposeless, remain homeless, be mateless, die alone. Fuck that, if I can stop any of that it's my purpose, rouges fight packs, packs lose loved ones and retaliate, rouges die and seek retribution and the cycle continues, but if a rouge kills a rouge it's all good, I slow down this cycle. A rouge who hunts rouges. My life will have meaning, my life is mine, my death will come without sorrow. I am conflict given breath. I am death taken form. I am Mars. Awesome cover made by @xLittleMissFreakShow.

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