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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

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Claimed by the Vampire King

Marcus and Luther's voices grew distant; Esme focused solely on Gabriel. She looked up at him; her hand glided up his neck and into the hair at his nape as they stared at one another. Her stomach was creating somersaults the longer she stared at him. A crooked smile formed on his striking features, and he lowered his head to hers.

"Did you miss me, amica mea?" He whispered, his breath gently caressing her skin. Her hand gripped his head, and she tilted her chin up to kiss him.

But Gabriel chuckled and moved back slightly, out of reach from her lips. She frowned, feeling teased and wanting to taste his lips on hers. "Did. You. Miss. Me. My. Love?" He punctuated each word huskily as he started to climb the stairs to the next floor. 

"Do you really have to ask?" Esme questioned a little breathlessly.