Chapter 36: Right Choices, Wrong Decisions.

Few moments back, when Kimberly had bitten Aaron, unaware of the drastic harm it could cause, Clark had sprinted to his brother’s side.

The utterly agonizing pain of her bite had scared the crap out of Aaron as he reeled from the torment, wheezing as the muscles in his arms constricted tightly. His eyes burned red with intense pain, and with the thought of the implications haunting him in his mind.

“What have you done, Kimberly…” Clark whispered as he gazed in horror, at the macabre wound on his brother’s arm, which was already seeping black blood.

It was a known fact: That the hunter's blood was completely immune to Lycanthropy, but that was not the issue in this case. The major issue was another fact of life and death —A werewolf bite was not only excruciatingly painful to Hunters, but it could also cause instant death as long as the venom from the werewolve’s fangs is coursing through the victim's blood.

However, these hunters, especi