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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 "Live an eternity as the very thing you despise." A curse he had to live by. A woman he wanted to kill. A woman he became obsessed with. This is a short side story with dark themes.

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"What is downstairs.." Esme felt Gabriel's fingers on her chin, gently turning her head back to look at him. Her mind went blank, and she realised the situation she was currently in. They were alone in the VIP room and in very close proximity to each other.

"That is not important right now. I can smell another man on you still. Is this what Marcus smells like?" He asked almost in a threatening voice as he leaned closer to her, closing the small distance between them, and he planted a tender kiss on her neck. Esme shivered from the featherlight touch; goosebumps flourished her arms beneath her clothes. 

"The lavender masks his scent.." She whispered. "And we just fought a little.." She trailed off as she saw Gabriel now staring at her questionably. "It's kind of our thing. We fight."