Watching Aiden sleep I thought back on my views on Werewolves, compared to the views I have now and they are both so different. I didn't know then what I know now, I only saw them through the eyes of my father and not my own.
They're all killers.
That's what I thought. I grew up hating them. Hating them because they took something precious from me,
My Mother.
Well, so I thought. The person who took my Mother from me was then one I trusted, the one I called father.
David Argent.
David Argent occupies one of the many seats in the hunter's coven. They had their laws and I had mine. As he is my father, I'm supposed to follow in his footsteps. Me and my brother, but as the saying goes children don't always follow the path of their parents.
Our choice has led us to this. An all-out war between Werewolves and Hunters.
I'm not in the war because of want to choose a side, I'm in it because I choose to stand for what is right.
