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Gone Rogue [ON HOLD]

Gone Rogue [ON HOLD]

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Aug 19, 2018
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Paranormal
Werewolves
Shifters
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"How can we trust you?" I spoke icily to Colton. He stared at me for a few seconds before letting his eyes drift to the others. "You really don't have much of a choice, do you?" His eyes locked back with mine. This guy. I grit my teeth in frustration and take a glance at Finley, Ro and finally Liam, whom is still clinging to my leg from behind. I sigh out in exhaustion and rub my forehead. "Okay, fine. You can join us." A loud growl comes from Ro. He marches straight up to Colton, almost forehead to forehead and mutters, "you better do as you say, or else I won't be the only one with scars on my body." - Dakota had the perfect life. Loving family, friends and pack. But one night when she was thirteen, that all changed. Rogues came in and destroyed everyone except Dakota and her little sister who managed to escape. Now, Dakota is on the hunt for revenge. She's after one thing, and that's the Rouge King. But she will need some help, and luckily, she finds some. Update: Every Sunday Start: 07/29/2018 End: Ongoing
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