The Moon Sickness: Hunted

I've spent my entire life running. I think I learned to run before I learned to walk. I come from a large group of werewolves but I have yet to trigger my curse, apparently, and my family sent me away to live with my estranged uncle and aunt in a small town in the south. My parents, the Alpha and Luna of our pack, use to visit often but have long sense stopped. They send letters every now and then, which is nice. I think they got too busy with their duties and lives, things that they include in all of the letters they send. They tell me about the village I don't even vaguely recall. Sometimes, I find it hard to even remember what they look like.

The only thing I can remember is that if I kill someone, the best outcome can only come from killing myself right after.

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Mason Fay-Pierce is not your average human- or werewolf. She's lived her entire life without ever meeting her brothers or unlocking her curse, only surrounded by humans as far as she knew- until now. Her twin brother chooses to unlock the bloodline curse and now it's inevitable that she will, as well. Throw in: a mate who acts like he doesn't want her, said mate's younger brother who happens to be one of her only friends, said only-friend's mate who happens to be her friend, a witch friend who's her only hope at staying alive, a long-lost and forgotten childhood hunter friend/guardian, two human deputies who have no idea what they're getting themselves into, high school, people who want her and her brother dead and her upcoming sixteenth birthday, and all of the human things on top of it, you're in for a hell of a ride.

That is, until she finally triggers the curse.