The last time I saw my father was when I was ten. He left us for another women. His mate. Yeah you guessed it my father's a werewolf (surprise, surprise). When he left us everything fell apart. My mother committed suicide a year later, leaving my brothers and I behind with an old lady, who died 5 years later, leaving us alone again. We had to move half way across the world to live with our two uncles and their family. This is where everything fell apart. Again. Our new family who seems great turn out to be practising werewolf hunters. Our dad just happens to live in the same place. Oh and not to forget someone claims to be my mate. Seriously haven't I had enough drama in my life already! My name is Elena Venator and this is my story, but will this be revenge or will I forgive?