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Get the APPThe Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine
Love Unbreakable
Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Reborn And Remade: Pursued By The Billionaire
Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You're A Zillionaire Heiress
Moonlit Desires: The CEO's Daring Proposal
His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius
Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife
The Female Wolf Hunter
A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."The blonde one was dead. Our teacher had announced that she was brave, saying they were all brave, giving us the same speech about being in a better place and other nonsense I don't believe. Blondie wasn't brave poor thing could barely kill a fly. That's why she's gone. People did cried though. They always cry loud enough that I don't need to turn to know where it's coming from. I guess she'll be missed by people outside her family. As for me, I barely knew her; blonde hair and a big smile are all I remember.
The same way nobody will remember anything about me or cry for me cause I'm not dying anytime soon.
It's hard being a wolf hunter, especially when you didn't sign up for it; I know I sure as hell didn't, and neither did a lot of us. Just endless deaths and stupid tears. Regardless, I've never failed a test just cause I didn't want to take it (actually, I have, but that's not the point here).
We start with rouges. They don't have a pack, and it's extremely rare to see them with family or friends, making them easier to kill. Ten kids are sent to kill one rouge and some don't come back. They never send us unprepared, training us like crazy. The school's divided into two parts: regular school, where we're taught unnecessary subjects, and training, which involves climbing trees, shooting guns, and running at one pace to another for hours.
The hunters association is big, big enough to fund all the weird shit we do, to put it in simpler terms it's like a cult, where all the hunters (in this country) live in this big ass mansion, and the experience hunters ( the adults ) can leave and live out if they want but most stay for their kids and some don't. We're all given our own house, which is a room big enough to be a house within the mansion, and I live with my parents, my favorite people; well, my dad is my favorite person in the whole world, and my mom is there by default.
We had a team of 10 people that went on missions; the team number can be reduced to 5 depending on the pack and the number of warriors they had.
