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SUSAN

I have to go to Dallas as soon as possible. I'm lucky to have escaped those hunters, but now I have to meet the one who can save us all before it's too late. I have to meet her, the one who can stop this war, the one who will bring us peace.

She told me to find her before she died before she got killed by a silver bullet—a werewolf's major weakness. I saw the darkness in her eyes, the sadness. Seeing her tears made me cry. She was like me, a shapeshifter, a warrior, but a slave to the moon. Now she's dead, and a whole army of hunters wants to wipe our species out for good, and they know how to find us all.

She gave me the name of our saviour before she died, the one who's going to save us.

I'm on the bus headed to Texas, and I look at the paper where I wrote the name of this warrior. It's written in bold—of course, it should be. This is no ordinary person we're talking about. Our future rests in her hands, but our future also rests in the hunters' hands. To beat the hunter, she