Kiara Robertson pov It took me five years to travel across three states. I went rogue, and I have just finished my hunt. The sex had been mediocre. My hunger always overcame my orgasm, leaving me unfulfilled and pissy. After I drained all of my prey's blood, my wolf consumed his remains, leaving me stuffed, naked, bloody, and cold on the forest floor. Wiping his blood from my mouth, I chuckled, “Human men are so easy and trusting.” Raksha, my wolf, howled in laughter in my mind while my inner vampire, Morgana, pffted at her in annoyance. “You need to do something with the remains,” her voice came like the wind. Curling my lip, I glanced out at the dark forest and sighed. “I'm good; these are my feeding grounds, and they haven't been discovered yet.” Which was surprising, since I was mere yards from a truck stop, a bar connected to a motel, and a diner. The lot lizards were aplenty around here and great for me to blend in with while I hunted. Counting the cash I
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