The Wild Calls

The Wild Calls

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jun 24, 2021
The creatures that lurk in the night sprout fur, grow sharp claws, and their bite can be deadly. Their enemy? A quick-witted goth waitress who's made it her life's mission to find and kill every last one of them. Rayne Ashton has a thirst for werewolf blood and even after hunting down the were who started her path of vengeance, it seems her work isn't quite done. After an ambush by an organized group of wildling werewolves that nearly costs Rayne her life, she finds the creatures she's been hunting are only a small part of a vast society of supernaturals to which she now belongs. Rayne must navigate a new world, new abilities, and a confusing storm of emotions all while trying to survive the unseen hand behind her attack. Will Rayne solve the mystery of the wildlings? Or will she die at the hands of someone she never saw coming? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This amazing cover was made by @mahiramateen13! Honestly, thank you so much~
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