The Wind Has Come

Chris looked from the bounty sheet he had been given, up to Sheriff Stilinski, and back to the sheet. A feeling that he could best describe as disbelief flickered through him and he couldn't help the scowl that crossed his face.
"I'm not working with a werewolf," he said after a few moments. His wife had been slaughtered by a werewolf years ago and then his daughter by an oni. He didn't work with supernaturals, not after everything they've taken from him.
But if he didn't accept the job, Chris wouldn't get paid.
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After the Hale Pack's emissary is killed by a vampire, Chris and Peter are forced to work together to hunt it down and kill it.

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