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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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A possible cure?

"So now they decide to pop up like daisies, unlike in the past where they were scared shitless for us" Raphaela said.

"Who's she?" Bella asked

"Its, my sister" Deno said crossing his arms when Anastasia came up to them "What have you done?"

Anastasia frowned "What do you mean what have I done?"

"You left before us yet we're here before you? How is that possible?"

"Oh please, my flight was delayed because somehow someone spread word that the wolf needed to hitch a flight to Vegas..." She said looking at Belladonna "Glad to see you made it"

Bella felt an off vibe about this one, Paula she knew well and sure she's a vampire now, but the very aura around Anastasia was dark and murky, a book that lied closed on a table and you're too afraid to open it.

"Have you had any success?" Anastasia asked her and she blinked.

"Oh, well we managed to save those in the jail, but..." She looked at Raphaela.