Hunters

At fifteen, Raif Laoch believed nothing could be worse than the drunk driver who left hm orphaned, his body broken, leaving him forever needing the use of crutches. Then came the night of the full moon when werewolf claws shredded his reality along with his flesh. A shadowy government unit whisked him away, erasing his existence from public record. While his grandmother laid flowers at an empty grave and his friends moved on with their lives, Raif spent years in underground facilities learning to harness the feral beast now sharing his skin.