Vale Bryce is a hunter because her dad wants her to be one. She is a loner because all hunters are. She is a drifter because that is how hunters find their jobs.
Those are lies. Vale is none of those things, the lies the only thing keeping her alive. Until one day she slips up. A single moment of truth ruins it all, awakening a longing for a life not built on things she isn't.
Vale has to go back to lying. She has to. The Inquisition will kill her if she doesn't. But the truth is too addictive. Vale is not a vampire. That is a lie. That is how she will die.
Yet maybe... dying happy is better than dying a lie?
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