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Last Luna

Belladonna is the last werewolf on earth, thanks to a freak event where a wolf was spotted man kind armed up and hunted werewolves down. On the run for the past two years Bella met a man also in the run from the law named Nicolas and starts to trust him, but she gets grabbed by a criminal organization not for the massive bounty in her head, but Tony, the mob boss, wants to use her as a means of negotiation, a tool to threat his opposition, in return Tony offered her protection, a warm bed, and her days or running was over. Nicolas in the meantime still tried to rescue her and met a man named Deno, who was sent by his siblings to kill Bella but he instead decided to protect her and told Nicolas he's actually a vampire and one of four lords that has no weakness accept for the bite of a werewolf. Anastasia Le Blanc, the vampire countess wants Bella dead at all costs. the last of their eternal rivals being alive holds back a grim plan they have for man kind. It is up to Deno and Nicolas to help Bella become a Luna, the fabled female alpha spoken of only in legend now. But can Bella become a Luna without a pack? Will she be brave enough to face the vampire lords? Or will she stand back and allow the vampires to have their way with man kind? Humans have hunted her down and caused her nothing but agony...

SaberTrueno86 · Fantasy
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231 Chs

I'm not here to kill you

"Just swing it slowly left and right, you're not hitting the ball, its why its called a putt" Deno explained and gently knocked the ball down the small green.

Haila watched this with all her attention then nodded "So the name of the game is to get the ball in the hole in as few shots as you can?" She asked placing her ball down.

"Exactly, simple right?" He said walking to his ball now resting next to the hole and popped it in.

"Simple enough" she said eyeing it closely, it was fairy easy on the first green, one long stretch with no obstacles, Haila assumed this was so newbies like her could get the hang of it.

She set up, judged the length and needed power she had to put in, and with a nice hard tap send the ball straight and true to sink in the hole.

"Marvelous! A hole in one!" Deno said laughing as he wrote down on a little cardboard.

"What's that?" She asked.

"Our score, he who used the least amount of putts to finish, wins"