I'll tell you a bit of my background; I'm Cassandra Madison Atkins your basic teenager, I'm 17 this month, black hair and striking ice cold blue eyes, fair skin, 5ft 2" tall and I have an amazing figure to die for. Well that's just one of the perks of being a werewolf. My parents and pack are... Well dead, murdered by hunters, all because of me, I wasn't there to help them. You see that was two years ago when I was simply a naive 15 year old girl, the nerd, the goodie-two-shoes. I've been running since then from Alaska, I'm now living in Idaho with my new pack we're called The Survivors, simply because we survived.
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Cassandra
WerewolfCassandra... A girl many saw as fragile but what if they had known what went on behind their backs? Would they look at her the same? After find her pack murdered she builds her own pack elsewhere, leaving behind her nightmares. Will she find a mate...