PROLOGUE
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ALPHA’S HUNTRESS
Some things existed, when we least expect them to. To remember some that isn’t supposed to be there, lived days and breathe air that cost a lot of what one could offer. Chaos ruptured anguish least to lost, and loss life thrive, yet given none, but reap.
“Run, and never look back, Emy!” A male on his late 30’s in distress screamed on his might. Scraps, and calves covered wounds earned a wince he bear, bleeding, and enduring affliction of agony course through a never-ending torment.
Her legs felt sore. A malady to occurred encompassed an avalanche of threat. The smell of burning flesh, blood, and the smoke had almost made her nauseous. Weary, yet choices daren’t given so forth or to get caught means doom. She lost count of how long had she stay awake only to be meet with another misfortune. Clamours right there, and then. Corpses lie to where she was before. Chained paws, eyes bulging from its sockets –terrified, and mortified, to sough and escape they had failed lead them on peril.
Her head is spinning –at lost. With fear-stricken face, she whispered a quick prayer before pushing her legs to run away from the chaos. The growls made her ears shattered. The fear doubles. Loud thuds took her breathe in fear that one beast would just pounce out of nowhere, and shred her flesh into pieces. To get baited and devoured isn’t something she wouldn’t asked for.
She is mortified to what fate awaits her between this war. To say she’s sacred is beyond that word. It was indescribable. Imposed emotions convey in regards to a rabbit on a hole, hunted by the shadows screeching non-stop on a scornful bark of a wolf, who’s on its trail for a jump. Ensnarled only to get eaten.
“You will never get away from me! You little b***h!” The ferociousness coming from the voice made her shiver.
She know that the promising threat would come into life as a horror. The madness that the owner had for her. She’ll be taken, and tortured – if not, keep only to suffer from the misery they brought even to their own people. Agonizing that she’ll wish for doom to be at her service.
She was never there– put into a predicament of life, and death, not until she was thrown to the world she never knew co-exist alongside with humans.
“A-ack!” She let out a loud yelp, when her ankles caught up with a corpse she failed to notice.
It’s a beast. Tongue-lolled out, and eyes reddish in colour, but gauge by something that was sharp similar to its claws. Blood covered its fur. Lifeless orbs stared back at her.. She can tell how much it suffer from its injury that its ability to regenerate haven’t help it to survive death’s psychte when he visits. Pitiful, but she’s no fool at the wolf lying on its despicable nature.
Whoever it might be, she knew the cruelty he had carried all along, when he is alive. A rouge had always never meant a good news.
Her train of thoughts were cut off by another howl.
She lifted her head. She wanted to runaway again, but her legs wouldn’t let her. Tired and weary – frustrated, scared, and she was starving. Why had she been taken? Have she done something wrong in her life to be in this place? Is it because she’d been loathing her father for so long just because he left her mother? It doesn’t make sense. He deserves all the hate conform inside her chest.
Her eyes watered. What have I done?
And so it landed to the massive beast that was no more than far from where she was. He is too large unlike the rest. His eyes were much sharper. His limbs seems to be more stronger as it crushed anybody who dare lay a hand on him. His canines took a chunk of flesh from his enemy without mercy, and the girl glued on her feet let out one of the loudest blood-curdling scream.
Their eyes meet. His – stone-cold orbs that promise death, while her, which show fear lead for her consciousness to slowly drift passed on her grasp.
But she sure about one thing. To put the blame on him. The Alpha she hadn’t ask to cross paths with.
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SNEAK PEAK
Emery Grace Conrad had thought that moving to America means bad news. But she least expected that it will turn into a disaster after fate play its role, and throw her between the ALTA-SOCIETY that’s lead by renown Alpha’s who are all looking for their mate, and restoring peace against enemy pack, a werewolf empire.
But could she be the luckiest or the unlucky woman after knowing that she’s mated to one of the most heartless Alpha, who loathed her existence? The other half who promise to end her, and bring her doom in order to restore his leadership without having a Luna that’s no more than a human herself.
As she dwelled deeper unto their world. She became entangled into the chaos, secrets that was supposed to be hidden were revealed, and love that wasn’t more likely to develop took her by surprise. A world that breaks her, but build her all along.
Tragedy awaits for Emery. Would she still wish to escape this world or fight alongside as the chosen Luna by the moon Goddess herself?
@cycy
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