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Chapter Sixteen
Hunter takes me upstairs to his room and sits me on the bed. I stare at the floor, lost in thought. "Lil." He whispers moving a strand of hair out of my face. I look into his blue eyes. "Werewolves... are real." I say dazed. He nods. "But how?" I say in a low voice looking down. (I know it's a stupid question and he probably doesn't know how to answer it but I can't help but ask it.) He doesn't say anything. "And you are one?" I ask. He nods. I look back at the floor losing myself again. "Lil, we don't hurt people. And I'm not going to hurt you." He says. We stay quiet for a bit, with him watching me. After a few minutes, I start coming back from my shock. "Tell me about it... how... how does it work." I say lowly. "My kind, we live in packs. Which is this house.
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