Hunters Bloodline

The sound of my feet hitting the ground went in one ear and out the other as I continued my run in the woods. Flashes of my dead husbands body on the ground and remembering his last I love you. I had no destination in my mind, but I did know I was running from what just happened. The BITE, The GUNSHOT, and the BLOOD. There are horrible creatures running around this world and the monster that had set my husband up for death. I had to shake my head as if to rid the thoughts that just kept flowing and flowing through my mind as if like the rains that happened on the evening in Mays'.

My thoughts went to tracking. But how can you track a cold blooded killer, if they were not wanting to be found. Lucky for me I knew too much about these creatures and had been studying them for the four years since the passing of my dear Arthur. It was like instinct kicked in after his death and I had to train like my life depended on it cause it does. I built up the muscle to go after these creatures and the endurance. But was it enough to keep me safe from becoming like them and leading to the fate like my love had come too. I guess it's my choice, but the puzzling thoughts keep coming to mind. What if he does this to another family or worse more of my family. I had already lost my husband and my brother to these creatures.I couldn't lose anyone else. So I dug deeper into them, learning their weaknesses and how it could destroy their kind.

Could I do this alone or would I have to call for help? Would I have the gut to be able to drag others into this knowing full well they could get killed, just for me to have the satisfaction of having the predator that killed my husband, dead. At the cost of others peoples lives. My name is Elena Kingston and I am on the hunt for the werewolf named Trevor that destroyed my life.