Five hunter families dead in America. 100 dead in the entire world. The hunters think me and my siblings are dead. Lucky them. My uncle abuses me and I protect my siblings from him.
We've been here for almost a year and my birthday is tomorrow. Lucky for me we have guests coming tonight and staying for a few months until they can get a house of their own. If they weren't coming my beatings would be worse instead they were stopping for a while.
My uncles a werewolf. The people coming to stay with us is the werewolf royal family. My family are hunters. I am a hunter. The prince is my age and looking for a queen.
I knew where this was going. My uncle wanted me to marry him. He wanted the money that would come with it.
The thing is I wouldn't give him crap.
He doesn't deserve it. He doesn't deserve to be alive actually.
Anyway right now I'm getting ready for the mutts, oops I mean guests to arrive.Finally they arrive and I have to open the door. As soon as the door opens I am greeted with the glorious smell of werewolf. Note the sarcasm.
"Hello we're here to stay for a little while. Can we speak to someone that lives here?" The King asked me. "I live here. I'm Sawyer. Come in please dinner is just finishing up." I replied.
They walked in and I lead them to the living room where my uncle was waiting. I quickly left and then went back to the kitchen.
These next few months are going to be interesting. Don't you agree?
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The Hunt for the Huntress
Loup-garou16 year old Sawyer must protect what she has left of her family while staying with abusive uncle. Her younger siblings know nothing of what Sawyer goes through and does. She protects the human race while trying to act like she's invisible to everyon...