midnight skys, Cammy Frisbie [best pdf ebook reader for android .txt] 📗

I'm not exactly what you would call human. If you seen me now you would see a human. My long black hair, as black as the midnight sky, my eyes a light violet. My pale body, almost as if I'm a vampire. I'm not a blood sucker though, I'm a werewolf. There are few of us though because of the war between us and the hunters. The hunters are human, they prowl the earth killing us supernatural creatures. The blood suckers aren't going down in numbers like we are. 

Werewolf's can only be born, we can't bite a human and have them change into one of us. Don't believe everything you read. 

Vampires can't be born because there dead. They can bite someone and have them become a vamp, but only the aged, the old ones,  can resist the blood frenzy from a bite. That's why we are a during breed. 

My pack has about twenty of us, we keep getting caught on hunts. If we hunt its has to be at night where we have the advantage, night vision. 

This is my story. 

"I do admit I am breaking the rules right now but I don't care, I can't be locked up in that house anymore on a nice sunny day." Speaking to my alpha.

"Violet, its dangerous. Get your ass back here. No more of us can die we can't afford it. That's an order."

"Have I ever listened to you orders... No I believe not. I'm not like the others who will bow down to your every whim, and I'm your best fighter and hunter you have left, so if you wanna eat let me do what I'm good at."  

I shut the alpha out and trot for a little ways. I sniff the air and smell something horrendous, pungent, repulsing. I turn to walk away from the smell when I hear a whimper. 

The whimper makes my heart go faster, makes me feel different. I crouch down and slowly, quietly make my may to the whimper. I his in the bushes, I look in the small clearing and see a child. I'm about to go to the child when my wolf speaks. 

Publication Date: 07-26-2014

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