Lucy's POV
I loathed hunting.
Whatever that had to do with an aimless game to catch animals—bow and arrows. I disliked it to the core. I preferred guns, they are faster and deadlier. I also preferred catching and killing human beings instead. Only humans that I've got a beef with though. Human beings like Vera.
She knew I had it in for her and I wouldn't stop tormenting her until she regretted her existence and decided to leave Phil and the pack on her own. The only thing keeping me from ripping her head from her shoulders was that Phil consistently sided with her. His protection of her was like a towering wall, hard to penetrate.
And sometimes it felt like she was indestructible. Drew's mate couldn't get the job done even with the Redbane blood that courses through her.
Although Phil
