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Bloodborn: A Bitten Shifter Story | Hardback | Scratch & Dent

Bloodborn: A Bitten Shifter Story | Hardback | Scratch & Dent

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I can’t fight the wolf inside me forever.

I lost my brother to werewolves. Now I’m losing myself.

Bitten by a werewolf, I resist the transformation. It hurts like hell, but I know it’s punishment for my mistakes. Thanks to a risky drug called Lycanthrox, I’ve managed to stay human for two full moons.

But I know I can’t last much longer.

Hungry for revenge, I promise to hunt down the wolf who bit me. My ex, Cyn, still cares about me enough to stop me. Even though she’s beautiful and I’m a beast.

I can’t stay with her. I can’t ignore the wolves howling outside my window. By the light of a cruel and tempting moon, I'm on the brink of becoming a monster.

When I find the werewolf pack, Cyn follows me. The werewolves take us both hostage, then start running, the police hot on our tails.

Either the wolf within kills me, or someone else does.

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “With Bloodborn, Karen Kincy opens a frightening new chapter in the werewolf legacy. Brilliant, dark, and filled with haunting images. Highly recommended.”
— Jonathan Maberry, New York Times bestselling author of Rot & Ruin and King of Plagues

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “A bridge between paranormals and boys’ realism about thugs and delinquents, reminiscent of Neal Shusterman’s Dark Fusion: Red Rider’s Hood (2005)."
— Kirkus Reviews
Sneak Peek

The moon rises like a rotten silver fruit, oozing juice onto the land. A shiver scuttles down my arms. A wind blows my way, filling my nose with the scent of arriving rain, lichen, leaves… and the faint, wild, musky smell of wolf. I clench my toes inside my shoes, tense but unsure where to go or what to do.

A hoarse whisper, close to my ear. “You know you don’t belong here.”

My head snaps to the right, and I’m staring into the dark eyes of him, Randall, the werewolf. A fist clenches my guts. Words choke my throat. You want to fight? You here to kill me?
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