Akame Ga Kill Wild Hunt Novels & Stories

Tristan barked as my mate and I wandered out of the mansion front door as if nothing happened. “We’ve gathered everyone. It’s over, right?” Tristan asked. Kade and I shared a look. “No, but this part is over.” “Oh, great. That means there’s still more shit to do,” Tristan grumbled and walked off. “Kade… How come the goddess didn’t mark me when I killed Harlow?” He tugged me closer. “Because it was a power kill. This was a symbolic kill. Kahn was a powerful wolf. It’s not a bad mark; it’ll just tell anyone who comes against us that we have a higher status.”

His grip tightened when the alpha at the back finally transformed to no other than Jack Hunter. “Alpha Jack,” Amarah stated in a low voice. Jack Hunter approached them seriously and just as what her father had done, he extended the same assistance for the war. Clayton accepted it wholeheartedly and his pack furthered regaled at the alliance that they are getting. Amarah looked at her uncle to where he is standing and gave him a grateful look. She smiled when he nodded at her and before she could look away, she followed her uncle’s gaze as another two packs of wolves came from that direction.

Kael said, tossing a blood stained dagger onto the makeshift table. I picked it up, my fingers tracing the strange markings etched into the hilt. It was silver, but that wasn’t what caught my attention. The symbol on the handle. A twisted, jagged wolf’s head. A brand of the Hunters' Syndicate. I swallowed hard. This is what they stabbed Luca with. It has a dark spirit in it. “How do you know?” I asked. He exhaled sharply. “Because I’ve seen this symbol before. Years ago. When they attacked my old pack.”

Bodies smashed into the surrounding ground, some missing heads, others missing hearts, and I tried to follow him with my eyes, but, like that day in the morgue, I couldn’t keep up. A gunshot rang out again, and the hunter's head came to a stop at my feet, followed by two ears still in wolf form. Ana screamed and collapsed onto the floor, unconscious. And it was then that I finally saw Val covered in blood, chest heaving, with a writhing Akira in his grip. He had him by the throat, and Akira’s feet dangled in the air as he fought to breathe. Someone fired an arrow at him, but Val caught it in the air and drove it into Akira's eye, causing him to scream in agony. I lunged at the hunter who had

If I had even half of that, I wouldn't be worried about the Hunt. The Wild Hunt. The task in itself is nothing dangerous or wild. A prey will be cut loose in the forest. Usually a rogue. The first to put an arrow through him wins. That'll be done in the first hour. What makes the Hunt wild, however, is the fact that every Hunt till date has had a surprise infused into it. Perhaps, it will be a pack of coyotes will be set free. Or, deadly traps will be set around the forest. Something wild and different for each selection.

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

kay, so he gets points for having more skill than I would give a hunter credit. I always figured hunters used whatever bits of magic they picked up to hunt us down and find new inventive ways to kill us. Though I suppose being able to disguise themselves as well as Khalid’s Clark Kent glasses would help them better infiltrate and make stealth kills if their target could recognize them.

“I called you here today so that you can repay the amount of grief it has caused you over the years. It’s up to you to decide if you want to take this chance or not.” “I’m not strong…” “I’m well-aware. But that’s not the question I asked. Do you want to slay it?” asks Yasuhiro with a serious face. “Yes, in fact I want to murder it.” Says Akihiko with bloodlust. “Good. You’ve got what it takes to be a hunter. Now, let us move on with the training.” He says and gets up. Ayame asks them- “So~ am I supposed to tag along too?”

Amelia was sure of something: that revenge had to end. ******** After some minutes, Marcos, Amelia and Alice arrived at the crime scene. Marcos and Amelia had given orders to their people to not let Alice go alone, they didn’t even have the permission to let her go out of the Hacienda. The maids and the people who were with her at the Hacienda said Alice was out of control. She couldn’t stop crying. She was going crazy, she clung to the idea that Charles wasn’t dead, it had been a mistake, just a damn mistake that was making her suffer unnecessary.

Ash took two rapids steps back and braced himself on the ground with one hand. Kenzo took the same two steps back. He then fixed his gaze upon Ash. “Kenzo Harusame!” Ash shouted Kenzo’s name! The battle sword that he had just fought against his opponent with was still trembling slightly. Kenzo replied, “Maru Harusame, did you kill him?” “You’re talking about that bounty hunter of Yamafuji Sai?” Ash smiled as he stood up. “That’s right. I killed him. But, I don't believe you came here today to avenge him. I didn't expect a person like you, a grandmaster figure of Japan Kendo, would accept this kind of underground bounty mission for money.”