Akame Ga Kill Wild Hunt Novels & Stories

He huffs but nods. Cocking my gun I walk over to Ahmets body and fire both his body and head turn to ash, I am not taking any chances. “Kammi, shoot every body that is not already ash, we won't take any chances” Kammi nods and gets to it, turning I head towards the hospital wing to my Alpha.

I questioned. “Well, he did die, but he isn’t dead. It is also why Ace is able to inhabit Kyra. When I heard about it, I wasn’t sure how it was possible, until I remembered I had made it so Hunter would be sent to Purgatory. Artemis had brought Hunter back to life, which in turn brought Ace back to life. Since he is unable to have his wolf in Purgatory, Ace only had Kyra to grab onto. It was the only connection Ace had to this existence. I suspect it has to do with the child she is carrying or because they were mates. I don’t fully understand everything.” Zeke explained. “Wait, let me get this straight. Hunter isn’t dead?” I asked.

I kicked him one last time, his painful howl frightening my men as well, " There is no mercy for you, Alpha Zake. Get me the gun. I will kill you then take over your whole pack." Matteo passed me the gun. I shot him a few times until he was lifeless. I had to think of a way to stop Alpha Justin. Matteo came next to me, passing me the information that he got from our troop, " Alpha! They have already reached the pack. You have to choose an Alpha. Do you have anyone in your mind?"

Hunting WARNING: This chapter contains mature, sensitive, and graphic scenes not suitable for young or sensitive readers. Please proceed at your own risk. THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW "Fuck you, Kidd! That almost got me killed!" Ace's shout bounces off the abandoned building's concrete walls, raw with fury. Blood seeps through his shirt as he shoves a jagged wooden plank-dark with crimson-against the chest of the man pinned beneath him.

“Kill shot.” The manticore shook its mane in confusion. It was feeling its death approaching, but it flailed out as the hunters continued to hound it, fighting to the very end. I drew my needlepoint dagger, and leapt onto its back, driving my blade into the spear wound, widening the spray of blood, and rolled free as it sighed out its final breath and sank onto its kill. “Well done,” Akyran panted as he offered me his hand and lifted me to standing. “The kill goes to Ecaeris,” he told the other hunters.

My other two mates pace near the car, their eyes trained on the bloody mess beneath Kai. “Four,” I yell out as one of my vines chokes a man. Kai growls, jumping to his feet to get back into the fight. “Does this one count as two since he really needed to die?” he pouts. I laugh, placing a hand on his chest. “Please, Kai. He tripped on a root. Which means I get half of the kill. You’re welcome.” He leans forward, nipping at my chin before heading toward the last few men currently trying to regroup. The forest around us has come to life, blockading them in the clearing and making it impossible to leave.

Custom shotgun in hand, still smoking. Beside him, Alice Hunt. Armor matte black, face unreadable. Twin pistols raised like extensions of her thoughts. “Left side,” she said, voice calm as breath. Bang! Bang! Bang! Another werewolf hit the ground, twitching. The third figure moved behind them silent, composed. Layla. Hair tied back. Crossbow steady in her grip. No trembling. No fear. Just cold purpose in her eyes. “Where is Ruth?” she asked flatly. Zarin, bloodied and half-shifted, growled through his teeth. “She’s dead. Duke killed her.”

Jaxon and Jace are trained, I do not need to worry about their safety, they were born for battle. Hector also, his charcoal black wolf is tearing through skin. These hunters have invaded his land, have killed members of his pack…he won’t let them leave. I continue to fight, my wolf covered in blood when I hear an almighty roar. I turn to find Hector’s wolf blocking Kaia from an assault of bullets…where they hit him scare on in the chest. His paw swings out to take down the shooter only for the hunter to dive out of the way, pulling out a silver dagger and stabbing it into Hector’s chest. Kaia kills the hunter in the blink of an eye.

The tracker is on the opposite side of the auxiAmyr table , on the loveseat, with his glass of bourbon or tequila or rum nearby. "So, how tractable do you need to converse with me?" He says in a loving tone. In fact, I trust your abominable spouse will appear from the shadows and kill us with his eyes full of contempt. Or then again with aconite and belladonna as dry ice. I mean, who's the chance that it's not the extra glass of booze? I investigate my brother. He points a little, subtly. “Well, uh, the Wild Hunt is here. — In Ramiro Red.

“It’s best to come with us before the others find you.” Others? “Listen, I think you have the wrong girl. I’m just a bounty hunter.” I pushed Lukas a little, and I took in the men in front of us. They were all wearing the same clothing style as the men who had met us in the bar close to the industrial sector, but what stood out was a small pin they all had on their left breast—an owl in flight. They were Noctua. Another man came forward and flashed me a picture. My picture.