Blood Hunter Lycan Novels & Stories

I sat comfortably after, yet my mind wander from time to time to the black door, and waiting while my heart panted to the black figure. Dad once said how it's hard to admitted to the most pristigue of academy of shifters, however, a luck and fate is what compile the world of shifters. Despite that, it's good to not win over the soft side, and let your trickery be win and your scheme to show all the time. Not long after, the indefinite voice shake the silent off and the pub to slightly tremble. The black figure appear and said so loud in excitement, “I got you admitted, Willyeah!”

If anyone got closer, they would definitely smell the strong scent leaking out from under the door. Matthias moved fast. He reached the door and yanked it open, ready to block whoever was coming. To his surprise, it was a janitor, a man he had never seen before. The janitor carried a new scent, clearly not from the Redborne pack. The man bowed his head with polite respect. “Greetings, Lycan. I am Ben from the Blacklore pack. I just started today. Miss Paloma explicitly told me to assist you.” There it was again, the title “Lycan.” Matthias frowned, suspicion twisting in his gut at the perfect timing. But he shrugged it off. Maybe Paloma really was trying to help after what they had done.

“We have found a suspect.” “You have interrogated him already?” “I was waiting for you.” Inside the interrogation room, Bryan swiftly hid his shock when he realized who the traitor was. It was Hunter from the red moon pack. The man who had stood by Roy that day in the Lycan Hall., Hunter’s capture revealed that treachery existed even in the innermost circles of Lyccan society. Could it mean that even members of the Lyccan Council were to be distrusted? But Bryan couldn’t be surprised, after all, Hunter was the grandson of Alpha Brooks who had murdered his twin brother.

That led to extinction of the wild creatures. "That can't be true, royalties are the only ones who are able to read that, Sylvia." Bella utters with confusion marked at her face. "They're the Lycans" I said with my low voice slowly stroking the book. I got so intrigued that I wanted to know more information about them.

I begin but he silences me with a look. Axel produces a syringe from his bag and draws a thumbs worth of Ryker’s blood. I stare at it. It looks exactly like mine, there’s no discernible difference, and yet I know it contains Lycan genes, while mine contains nothing but duff ones. Ones so shameful even my own father hid me away. I shut my eyes and a flash of it, of all the blood splattered on the ground, splattered from my mother’s throat, appears as if I’m right back there and I jerk, just as the needle goes in.

But there was no way to do that, especially with what I was here for. “I'm sure you heard that Kieran was shot a few months ago." His eyes darkened, “do you want a pity party? Is that why you're here?” His voice held so much irritation as he spoke. “I'm not." I argued. “It's…it's just that…the only thing that really affects Lycans is another Lycan's blood which is mixed with wolfsbane and a witch's spell." “And you're here because My son is half Lycan and my mate is a witch? Unbelievable!"

Logan asked, his voice strained and gruff. “64 deaths… 50 of them Lycans. It seems that it's a pattern. 4/5 of the recent attacks were in Lycan and werewolf settlements… never a full breed pack, always where both coexisted. Lycans take more hit and based off the reports, it's not the humans or whatever, we still have no clue where those ones are in the forest and how they're surviving but this is from the…creatures that usually carry out the attacks” I explained to him. Landon gritted his teeth. “I think one of us has to go back to father at least and protect our land”

Growling, he turns and takes in the only man remaining of the group of four. Letting out a roar, he attacks, digging his clawed hand deep into the man’s chest until he can wrap his fingers around his heart. With one final tug, he pulls the heart out entirely and squeezes until it explodes between his fingers. He gives one final look around before turning his full attention to Eliana, who is now watching him with a weary expression. "Nol?" she whispers, seeming unsure. "Are you there?" In response, my lycan reaches out and touches her cheek, wiping away a splatter of blood that sits there, before running his fingers through her long hair.

Accalia said to end their conversation. The man named Lycano is not Accalia's real uncle. When that incident happened, no one believes Accalia except for his uncle Lycano. That time, Lycano was making a medicine against the werewolves because he told the young girl Accalia that his family was been attacked by a werewolf too. Therefore they help each other. Lycano was her informant and the supplier of the wolfsbane while Accalia was the werewolf hunter.

I shrugged, "Well, my sister brings me books to read and I kind of call him whenever I have questions so I am pretty confident in your culture now" Traian wanted to deliver some books about Shifters to my sister and pack it for me because I still didn't tell him my address for the past two years but I refused. I am afraid someone might have opened those books and read the contents. I don't want to risk anything. Instead, my sister brings the books she has to their house. That's what I read and I finally know about Traian being a Lycan. I still find it hard to believe that I am mated to a Lycan—a superior kind from Shifters. They are stronger, have lived longer than the others, and have a dis