From the beginning, there were three mythical races. The first we're cold as ice with eyes as red as blood. The second were protectors who shapeshift at will. The third were long forgotten, but always looming in the shadows.
From the beginning, there were three mythical races. The first we're cold as ice with eyes as red as blood. The second were protectors who shapeshift at will. The third were long forgotten, but always looming in the shadows.
What if Aaron Warner's sunshine daughter fell for Kenji Kishimoto's grumpy son?
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This fanfic takes place almost 20 years after Believe me. Aaron and Juliette had a Daughter named Emmaline Leila Warn...