Gary was hesitating on whether he should accept Blake’s offer. Billy was his responsibility, and he hated the thought that his friends might get involved. The fact that the Omega wolf had attacked them still haunted the teenager, especially since it had boiled down to dumb luck that none of them had gotten killed that night.
However, Blake was different from the rest. In the first place, he was an Altered Hunter, belonging to a group of people who risked their lives to kill Altered on the daily. Even if he were to refuse, chances were that Blake and his father would be looking out for Billy anyway.
‘But is working with an Altered Hunter really the best thing? I can trust Blake, can’t I?’ Gary wondered. ‘He did let me go that night, even though I was too injured and too weak to resist. He could have easily killed me… well, I guess he could always tell his father about me if he wanted to…’’