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Daniella Armin didn't become a warrior because she was a fierce wolf. No, she didn't go to training camp because she wasn't afraid to fight for what she believed in. Daniella Armin was neither fierce nor fearless. She became a warrior because she was rejected by the Alpha, and going to training camp meant getting away from the shame and embarrassment that followed her in his pack. Most of all, training camp meant getting away from him: the tall dark and handsome idiot who closed tight the door to their mate-ship, before even allowing it to be opened. It's truly ironic then, that fate doesn't care of her reasons for joining The Force, nor for her lack of bravery or physical prowess. Daniella will soon learn that fate only cares of her existence at the right place at the right time- or should I say, the wrong place at the wrong time? That could be up to you; how do you fancy phantom wolves who prey on the weak under the cover of nightfall?
Preface: The Day I Starred in my Own Horror Movie
