Chapter 35: Gary POV From a young age I'd been told I had the heart of a hunter. Father had always said werewolves were monsters and that we needed to help terminate them so they could not hurt humans. "Not every human can defend themselves so we need to be there to protect them!" I would watch him practice hunting techniques with big eyes. I wanted so badly to be like my dad. I wanted to be big and strong and skilled. I wanted to be the best werewolf hunter there ever was. I knew I needed to prove myself. My brothers had my parent's love but I felt very much in the middle even in that regard. Joe, the oldest, was the automatic favorite. He was the first born and looked just like Dad. I always thought it odd they called him "Little Joe" considering he was the biggest of us three sons.
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