CHAPTER 61: PAINTINGS

HAZEL'S POV

"So you are a fucking hunter!" Zander

roared. He stood up abruptly from the dining table and flipped it over, sending

everything crashing to the floor.

"Calm down Z, he means us no harm. He didn't

even believe them about werewolves until he met us?" Cleo tried to reason

with Zander.

"So why join the leagues of hunters

then?" Zander seethed through his teeth.

"It was just a way to pay for my tuition. You

see, I lost my scholarship and I almost dropped out of my graduate program.

They offered to pay my fees if I joined their organization, and it's the rise

of the hunters, not the league of the hunters." Gerry corrected.

Zander closed his eyes tightly. We could all feel

Zander's anger. He opened his eyes and then he spoke. "Ok, since you're

Cleo's mate, you are now my responsibility, I'll pay for your expenses, you

just need to leave the organization."

"But Zander it's not that easy." Gerry

got up from his chair.

"What do you mean?"

"I know two guys who ended up dead after th