A hunter stood inside observing a woman who was checking the vitals of the ones they'd come to know as Bitten. Each one of these humans was fresh out of their first shift. The first one was a young girl who could not be older than sixteen.
The edges of her mouth were smeared with blood and while she was heavily sedated liquid flowed into her system through the tube plugged directly into a vein in her hand, she had a pained grimace on her face painting the war that raged on within her mind.
Not only was she a werewolf now… but she was also one under the influence of the Rogue King. From an innocent human to a rogue whose only mission was to destroy everything that lived and breathed around her.
Katie could guess several kinds of things that should have been running through her mind as her body was irreparably altered and her mind taken prisoner.
The Luna had had these same recurring thoughts about the Bitten for more than ten days now.