Novel & Cerita Blood Hunter Lycan

He knitted his brows watching Mason walk out of the bookshop knowing where the hunter was headed. Up the hill to haunt down the Lycan who murdered his daughter Matilda his brother, Lucifer who he presumed at the moment was still asleep. Mason Salvador was one of the best Lycan hunters in existence with an astonishing over two hundred kill count to his name. He had witnessed firsthand how crafty the Lycan hunter was in their previous encounters. At the moment getting to Lucifer before Mason was his priority.

One final tear falls from her eyes as the pain finally subsides and her last breath leaves her body, falling limp in his arms as he releases his seed inside her. ----- Nathaniel is talking to the Mane of the Pride when all of a sudden a loud haunting howl and hiss mix along with an immeasurable wave of his Royal aura power was pulled from Hunter and Cole. Hunter takes control and shifts into his full Lycan, still allowing Cole and Nathaniel to share. Hunter doesn’t stop the waves of his Royal aura as he then runs past everyone who is now on their knees. He runs into the Den, down through the halls and into the dungeons. He doesn’t stop until he reaches that one cell.

All the wolves present the day she told them about Hunter's identity dropped on one knee, bowing their head as a sign of respect to him. Shirley explained to him when she saw how confused and lost he looked when full grown men bowed in respect to his fifteen year old self that all or most of the wolves have respect for lycans for lycans are higher species of wolves and that made them superior beings than ordinary wolves. So far, all the things they have found out about lycans are positive things, the only negative thing they found out about lycans was that they were always in danger and at the risk of always been attacked. Werewolf hunters and rogues were always out to get them because of th

“You’ve doomed us all.” The Hunter ignored him. Instead, he reached behind his back and slowly drew forth a weapon. A spear. Forged entirely of black metal veined with silver. Its blade pulsed with unnatural energy. The moment Aurelia saw it, agony ripped through her veins. She staggered. Lucian caught her instantly. “What is it?” The Hunter smiled. “This,” he said softly, lifting the spear, “was forged from the bones of the first royal Lycan.” His dead eyes gleamed.

“But Hunter being Logan’s son would always be a shock to me, I don’t know how to tell Beatrice.” Then she shouldn’t. Hunter didn’t know and so should Beatrice or it could cause some conflicts in the future. “Don’t tell for now till he’s older.” I began to see why Hunter always acted differently from other pups, his wolf was Lycan. I looked at my injury, the blood shade was darkening and it wasn’t still healing. “They’d surely be another way to help me.” “Using Hunter’s energy was all I could think of.” Rihanna said.

If he continued to follow me, I planned to teach him a lesson. When I got home, I checked the bats that were set up around me again. Recently, I felt that New York was a bit unstable, and even the Lycans, who were relatively reclusive, were out in full force. I couldn't help but feel like something big was going to happen. I expanded the scope of the security alert, ate something just to fill my stomach before lying in bed, and quickly falling asleep. I was just too tired after today. Blood Hunters were physically much stronger than humans, but their basic physiological structure was not too different from them. It was the same with both the neurological and mental levels too.

“You’re not the first one who has tried and probably won’t be the last. Nikolai doesn’t believe that he will ever meet his mate, or that he even has one. But he should be smarter than choosing a human. This is real life, not a Disney movie where he can play the knight in shining armor and save the damsel in distress. And as long as I’m here, no supernatural that is not his mate is going to play house with him. And definitely no human. You might be a good person, but he is my brother, my family. And family comes before all else.” "I don't want anything from him," I told her softly. I decided to tell her the truth. The necessary parts of it, at least. I didn’t want to base our friendship on li

“Is it because I’m a wild child?” “That’s just what we call you, but…we don’t really know what you are. You definitely have Lycan genes, and the way you killed the witches without even thinking, acting on instinct…I suspect there are hunters somewhere in your bloodline.” “Hunters died out.” “There are less of them, but they’re still around. They were bred out of existence, they didn’t die off. A few hundred years ago, before the Lycans began dying out…we started to mate and breed with the hunters, corrupting their bloodlines.”

I cried out. "Easy Freya, we also do not want to believe it but judging by the bite, the claw marks and how brutal the scene looks, it must be Jet. We do not have any Lycans in the pack" Hunter explained, gathering my courage, I pushed past them as I hurried into the room. Hunter was right about one thing, the scene was brutal!

His eyes were fixed on his assassin Alpha and his beta, he knew that it would be his part to become Alpha considering that Knox had no heir or family. “Who?” “The Lycan, his name is Alpha Alaric, and you can check for proof that I wouldn’t do it.” Alessandro said. His eyes were fixed on the assassins that cornered the grounds, and I took a deep breath, knowing that things were going to be exhausting on Aurora if she held onto the barrier for a long while. “We are in a war against the hunters…” “We always have been.” He said, stopping Alessandro. “Only this time we have the Lycan and one of the rogue packs. Lucius.” I said, looking at Ryker who frowned.