The Rogue Bounty
Every time my eyes closed, I could see the redhead girl.
“Where is she?” I breathed, cutting off the story about how I descended from some supernatural creatures.
“Who?” Maximillian asked. “Oh, you mean Ruby? She’s gone.”
“Ruby,” I said her name, thinking that she would show up.
“Anyway, as I was saying,” Maximillian smiled down at me. He patted my shoulder like he was a proud father. “You are the miracle child that would save the race of werewolves.”
“It’s not possible,” I called after him when he started to move towards the computer desk. “I am an orphan. My parents died in a car accident. They were ordinary people! I have no known relatives. I’m a human. Not—not… not—“
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