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THE FUGITIVE

[ COMPLETE ] As a rogue werewolf on the run, Esme tries to live her life in the present, wondering if she will have a future and hiding from her past. She moves from place to place, never staying for more than four months at a time, leaving before any attachments are formed, and she is nothing but a ghost, a girl they used to know. After surviving on her own for two years, keeping to the shadows and blending in for so long, she is suddenly thrust into the spotlight when the city she stumbled across is controlled by none other than the Vampire King, Gabriel, the ruthless. He is intrigued by the she-wolf who chooses to live among vampires and decides to keep his natural enemy close to his side. But the more Esme tries to hide her true self, the more Gabriel is drawn to her. For someone accustomed to being alone and not leaning on anyone for help, will Esme open up to the one person who can see through her attitude for what it really is.. a painful past covered in scars? ** DISCLAIMER ** Mature Content (R18+): Abuse, Graphic violence, References to suicide, Domestic violence, Sexual content, Strong language. This is part of HUNTED universe. Cover is mine and created by @if._art My instagram: @kelly_starrz New discord server: https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa --- Short side story after: Taste of Vengeance

Kelly_Starrz · Fantasy
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261 Chs

Green Eyed Monster

Ethan's boots seemed to shake the floors as he walked towards her ever so slowly. Esme stared at him and felt a sting rise up her face until her eyes welled up and a tear escaped out of the corner of her right eye. In one fluid motion, Ethan lowered himself to her height and wiped it away with his thumb, his head tilted to the side as he assessed her and the tear. Everywhere his gaze fell on her body sent shivers through her being, her skin turning into gooseflesh.

With him so close now, the bond she always kept blocked now seemed to break open from her weak, injured body. Ethan looked calm, but there was a dark, violent temper brewing beneath the surface. "Normally, when mates are reunited, tears of joy are sometimes exchanged.." He stared at his wet thumb, then flicked his gaze back at her ensnaring her with the intensity behind those endless pools of green.