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Belladonna is the last werewolf on earth, thanks to a freak event where a wolf was spotted man kind armed up and hunted werewolves down.

On the run for the past two years Bella met a man also in the run from the law named Nicolas and starts to trust him, but she gets grabbed by a criminal organization not for the massive bounty in her head, but Tony, the mob boss, wants to use her as a means of negotiation, a tool to threat his opposition, in return Tony offered her protection, a warm bed, and her days or running was over.


Nicolas in the meantime still tried to rescue her and met a man named Deno, who was sent by his siblings to kill Bella but he instead decided to protect her and told Nicolas he's actually a vampire and one of four lords that has no weakness accept for the bite of a werewolf.

Anastasia Le Blanc, the vampire countess wants Bella dead at all costs. the last of their eternal rivals being alive holds back a grim plan they have for man kind.

It is up to Deno and Nicolas to help Bella become a Luna, the fabled female alpha spoken of only in legend now.

But can Bella become a Luna without a pack? Will she be brave enough to face the vampire lords? Or will she stand back and allow the vampires to have their way with man kind? Humans have hunted her down and caused her nothing but agony...

Last Luna

Anastasia's cry brought the fight to a halt, Belladonna glanced but she knew Brian won't let her just leave now, Nicolas stood with Ezekiel before him, and the other two Wendigo behind him, no one could move in to help the vampire countess.

"Farewell, sister..." Guile said but as she grabbed his wrist with both hands another hand grabbed his elbow.

Knife-like fingers swung blindly striking up and severed Guile's arm by the shoulder, he wailed staggering back to see Deno there glaring with rage as red as the blood on his fingers.

Deno looked to his sister "I'm sorry for the wait"

"Took you long enough" she hissed clenching the arm lodged in her chest.

Deno carefully drew it out and helped her upright "How's your heart?"

"He didn't crush it yet" she insured.

"Good" he said holding that arm by the wrist and leveled it to Guile like a bat "Because now I'm going to beat you with the blood end of your own bloody arm cowardly swine!"

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