"Can you believe this?" I rant to the eagle although I know that I won't receive a reply. I have been spending about an hour cleaning up the apartment where as Nate was taking a bath. Until now, he hasn't come out of the bathroom, making me furious and impatient.
Times like this makes me angry at myself for picking the only apartment with only one bathroom.
Hazard is sitting on the bed post, watching me pacing up and down in my room. "My lazy ass brother is taking his sweet time - one hour, to be exact- in the bathroom while I clean up the whole bloody apartment? Who says girls spends more time in the bathroom than boys. That is a fact that only boys know of because they have nothing else to talk about. I bet at this rate, he will come out of the bathroom when we use pianos as . . ."
Just before I can continue to talk nonsense, Nate picks the right time to finally leave the bathroom. He has brown eyes and recently cropped jet black hair. He is tall and well-built. He is wearing a black T-shirt and dark blue jeans.
"What the hell? You promised to help me clean and instead ditch me for a bloody bath, god dammit Nate. What happened? Slipped on the soap, fall on your fat ass and try to get up for the last hour?" I practically scream in his face.
He stares at me in amusement. Then he says, "Ya know, Mel, I can't hear a single thing you said so that lecture does not bring any benefit."
I face palm, groaning into my hands. How can I forget that he is deaf but not mute? One fine day, I'm going to strangle him to prove my point.
Just put the bags into the car before I plan to dance on your grave after I kill you, I snap at him in sign language.
Nate smirks knowingly and leaves to his room. That boy even has the nerve to whistle loudly on his way!
"How did I end up with him as my twin brother?" I mumble absentmindedly out loud, stepping into the shower. Hazard continues to stare at me with its huge black lens with golden iris around it.
Once cleaned and dressed, I look at myself in the mirror. I have brown eyes and long straight black hair. I am tall but not as tall as Nate. I wear a shirt with the words 'Mess with me, you mess with a devil' and black jeans. My twin and I love to wear jeans. To us, jeans help us to run easier and we don't have to change our pants in case of emergency.
Within one hour, our bags and Hazard in a cage is in my Ferrari. Yes, we are rich. This is because our parents were rich. My father was the head of Hunter Headquarters. We didn't know they were hunters or even HQ agents until they were murdered and their fellow HQ agents found us. Among the HQ agents who found us was my Uncle 5, which is now the head of HQ after my father's death. Uncle 5 is better known as Director.
Back to the story, they explained briefly about werewolves and rules to hunt them down. There is one crucial rule that must be remembered by all werewolf hunters: Kill only for self-defence or if they kill innocent people.
At first the HQ agents didn't want us to live on our own since we were only ten at that time, but we managed to convince them as long as we keep updating them on where we're heading next.
Nate and I follow the rule. Somehow, we have never encounter into a pack after six years of hunting. Hopefully, there is no pack in Meadow Falls or else our job is a lot tougher than we thought. I heard from other hunters that packs are a nuisance.
"Melanie?" my twin brother says in a hesitant and broken voice. I jump in surprise, looking to see him buckled up and ready to leave as well.
You should talk more, I encourage before starting the engine.
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Meadow Falls - Book One
Werewolf(Formerly known as The Hunter in Meadow Falls) Nothing is the same ever since we moved into a small unheard town called Meadow Falls. By us, I mean my twin brother Nate and I. My name is Melanie and this is my story. UNDER MAJOR EDITING. READ AT YO...
