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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...

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They landed in Switzerland

Nicolas and Anastasia had eyes on the map as Antoine tapped out three positions.

Of Deno's new team only he and Cunningham stood on the other side of the table, the rest was with Paula outside where she taught them more about being vampires, and Saria was still tracking Bella.

"These two were snoopers, one was a news helicopter the other a small biplane, radar tracked them taking off and coming over Vegas, probably to scout or scoop for news reports" Larson said.

His finger tapped the third "This one took off and made a b-line north l, it left our radars so I took the initiative and tracked it all the way to Montana, where its about an hour away from an airstrip it called into for landing"

The general stood back crossing his arms, they so large it seems the sleeves of his uniform struggled to keep them in.

"And that might be her" Anastasia said.

"Who?" He asked.