Chapter 1

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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.

Anyway right now I'm getting ready for the mutts, oops I mean guests to arrive

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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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