Blood Moon: The Hunter’s Deadly Bond Novel – I load my gun with the silver bullets and slide extra bullets in my pockets. “Tyler, Ainsley, Alison, Dylan,” I say calling my siblings. “You ready?” I ask.
Dylan, my twin brother, pops into the living room. “I’m always ready little sis’.” He says. “I’m not your little sister.” I pout. “I came out four minutes before you, that means I’ll be turning eighteen before you this year, meaning I’m older.” Dylan smiles. I roll my eyes.
The twins, Ainsley and Alison come in with our oldest brother Tyler. “We’re good.” Alison says. “Got your fake ID’s everyone?” I ask. “Of course.” The twins say in unison, flashing their fake ID’s. I smile and walk out to our jeep. “I’m driving.” I smirk, jingling the keys.
I slide into the drivers seat and and as soon as everyone’s in a speed off. Ainsley screams at me. “YOU’RE AN IDIOT DESTINY! YOU’RE GOING TO GET US ALL KILLED!” I laugh and do a perfect parallel parking job in my first try.
We all jump out and make our way into our favourite club, Dance Mania, we go here every Friday night. We always find rogues to kill. Rogues are werewolves that have no pack. Packs are a group of werewolves that protect each other and are under order of their alpha.
Alphas are the leaders of the packs. I hate werewolves. When I was four, Ainsley and I had played hide and seek at the park, I have a nasty scar now from where the werewolf had clawed me. We are all werewolf hunters now. We’re regulars at this club, the bouncer let’s us in as soon as he sees us.
We all probably look a little out of place. Ainsley, Alison and I all wearing black tank tops and black leather jackets with leather black pants. I’m wearing my combat boots and black knuckle gloves.