HUNTER.
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“You’ve got to be f*****g kidding me,” I moaned. There was no way I was looking after my loser sister.
“Hunter,” my dad growled at me, his eyes turned black and I’ll admit, he was pretty scary when he did that, “you will guard Harriet with your life.”
“She’ll be fine,” I said, packing my bag for school.
It was the first day of my final year, and I couldn’t wait to get out of that place. We were a family of werewolves, but we were rogues. For reasons my parents wouldn’t tell me. The closest pack to us was forbidden but I had no idea why. They also infested the rival school, not that my school knew that. They were all human. That’s why I was so popular, because I was bigger and stronger than all the guys, and I was the famous quarterback. But my sister was different, she was
