Hunter of the Hunted ➸ 
"I have a good one for you. I've spoken with Reagan and he agrees," He paused to look at me with his one good eye, "You're ready for this one."
Excitement ran through my veins.
"Who is he?"
"She." Killian corrected and I raised an eyebrow. I usually specialized in hunting Alpha's or a male wolf high in the ranks.
"Who is she?" I repeated.
He threw a picture of a young woman on the table. I picked the photograph up, studying her face. She had moonlight pale skin with eyes dark like mine, staring back at me.
"Her name's Alexandria Trueblood. And she isn't just some girl, she's the Luna of Alpha Ares."
To live is to kill. To love is to lose.
Rozaline Vega comes from a legendary line of talented hunters. Her family has spent years tracking the great Alpha Ares' pack and after a major breakthrough, they finally find his pack deep in the thickets of the Canadian wilderness.
She is given the name of one of the most respected Luna's in the werewolf world. She is told to kill her, to show her that the hunters mean business.
Rose knows that the mission may mean her inevitable death, but she's brave enough to take on the challenge. She's got a death wish, and those who don't fear death are the hardest to kill.
Damsel in distress? No, she was the fearless, fiery hunter. She didn't need saving.
And she didn't need a mate.