Novel & Cerita Crimson Hunters

The ledger was secretly transcribed and hidden by his mother when she was his father's mistress, in order to protect herself. With the ledger in hand, he threw in his lot with the Lupos, aka the Jackals, the city's most brazenly rising family, notorious for their cutthroat tactics and disregard for honor. The Jackals were led by Carlo Lupo, a ruthless man whose name carried weight in every corner of the underworld. Carlo found Sebastian's pledge intriguing. He offered him shelter and a modest rank, allowing him to operate under the Lupo name in his schemes. At a lavish Lupo soiree meant to showcase their clout, I was there, representing the Caruso family.

Arnold shouted. I knew he's right. Every killer in Crimson pack has been carefully selected. They have been put into a group of thirty people in a killer camp for training since they were little wolves. When they are close to adulthood, the Crimson pack will let them fight each other until there are only ten people left, and these ten people can truly become warriors. My eyes were fixed on the eight muscular massive wolves in front of me. They were truly killing machines. "Kylian!" I shouted through mindlink.

My mouth dries up. “What do you mean?” Knox grins. “The Crimson Cage is all about spectacle, Miss Daniels. You think you're trouble? Wait until they see what you're about to unleash. I'll enjoy every second of it. He nods to Dr. Hayes, who cues up footage on the wall. The screens flicker to life with clips from the arena: wolves tearing into each other, the crowd's roar deafening, blood splattering everywhere. Death and violence, caught clean and sharp like it's meant to be watched.

I rose to my feet and within a flash I was at the throng of hunters as they continued to try and smash their way through to kill the humans. My arms flung at them in a rage as I grabbed them, one and two at a time, throwing them in every direction until their bodies crashed against the hard trunks of the trees. The roar still sounding from my mouth as I ripped across their faces and torsos with my nails and clamped my mouth around their necks, tearing away their skin until they bled to death. The furious craze was burning my chest and the only way I believed in this moment would ease it, was to kill as many hunters as I could.

The Hunters turned to look at the situation, to their surprise that is. Crone lifted his right hand and directed it at the charging tamsarah. A second later, a swirl of earth and wind spiraled and cut through the tamsarah. Their eyes almost popped out seeing the event unfold in front of them. A beast that they had considered too tough to deal with was shredded into a pool of blood and bits of flesh. The tamsarah was turned into minced meat within mere moments. Crone turned to look at the Hunters with a smirk on his face.

Just one more thing for my anger to latch onto. Rhett walked out of a side room, as I passed the reception area. “What's the deal with Hunji and Kolby?” I asked before Rhett could get a word out. I’m sure the expression on my face said it all. I was in no mood to fuck around right now. Rhett got straight to the facts. “Right, so… Kolby came back from Abner Brooks – got into a crash. Hunji found the crash on his way from the Kodiak Kingdom, Crimson disappeared for two days – Hunji had him detained when he crossed into New Moon. He doesn’t trust Crimson, so he wants to hold him here. But.” Rhett scratched his nose. A telltale sign he was apprehensive about something. “and uh… yeah, Crimson is

The first hunter hit the ground inside the valley with silent precision. Then another dropped beside him. And another. Within seconds, more than twenty members of the Crimson Moon Order had crossed through the broken cliff and landed inside Kael’s territory. The warriors guarding the eastern wall drew their weapons immediately. Steel flashed in the torchlight. Kael stepped forward, his presence alone making the air heavy with Alpha power. “You’ve made a mistake coming here,” he said coldly. The leader of the hunters removed his hood.

He finally said. The words sent a strange chill through me. The Hunter continued. "There were six of them." "Six what?" I asked, "Crimson Wolves." His voice remained steady. I frowned at him, "You keep talking in riddles." "Because the truth kills people." My frustration grew. "Then stop giving me fragments and tell me everything." For the first time, the Hunter laughed. "If I told you everything now, Lena Cross, you would never sleep again." The sincerity in his voice unsettled me.

The ecosystem had been thrown into chaos, and the infected with blood contagion wandered, transforming into half-human, half-blood creatures. Amid the turmoil, the Crimson Pact — once considered heretical — had become the only force holding the fragile order together. --- Temporary Base – Southwest Valenfort In the building that once served as a police headquarters, the flickering lights illuminated the tense faces of Selene, Kael, and Adrian. “The Hunters are rebuilding their forces,” Adrian reported. “They’ve renamed themselves the Divine Order, and declared they will ‘purge’ all of Valenfort using biological weapons.” “What about the remnants of the vampires?” Selene asked.

I say holding a finger up to my lips, to tell Crimson to be silent. “I think you should come home, Tawny. It’s not safe for you in Cambiador.” I’m confused, a little shocked but mostly pissed, “Why the change of heart Hunji?” “I don’t trust Crimson. What he is.” “And what do you think he is?” Nobody outside of Cambiador, except Tolba, knew what Crimson was. Unless word had spread that quickly. “He’s a Skinwalker. A shifter that can change forms. Chakor has been posing as Tobias here in the Kodiak Kingdom as well as in Riocht.” Hunji begins to explain.