Novel & Cerita Edric X Hunter

Chapter 53 LAURA This moment each time it comes it's like a nightmare one that lingers forever I wait for a change in his countenance but everything remains blank, no surprise look no gawking no tellin no moving away, He seats still looking at me unfazed as if waiting for a bigger news, "Aren't you going to say Anything?" I ask him unsure if he heard me right, "I'm sorry what?" "I'm a hunter" 'so?" "I've killed a lot"

" As he turned his gaze to the lying body, Higgins spoke out against her overreaction. "What's the deal with your stare?" He inquired, seemingly piqued by the tenacity in her imagined grin. "So you're the hunter that Rachel kept telling about. Paul Higgins, the renowned and experienced warrior hunter who became stranded on this continent and incorporated magic into his..." She was led to confess everything she knew about him, at least the scratched surface information that she had been exposed to. "Shut up, little girl." Higgins blurted in a clear-cut manner. As he strutted to the door, he walked over the inquisitor's laying arm, listening for an incoming sound.

"What about your husband that needs to be kept confidential? "My father asks. "By coincidence, he worked for Jonathan for a long time... And before him, for his father, Jon Maxwell. Hunter fled Turkey for being one of the children who were kidnapped a long time ago, and even though he was a witness to much of what happened, he is an accomplice. One of his parents is American, we don't know which one, but I think they are still alive, considering that Jonathan's men used this information for an ambush... Maybe Jonathan talks too much when he's arrested... You have to make sure you can avoid this.”

I had only seen Mildred and Garren shift, so this was new. Hunter wasn’t nearly as big as Garren, but he was bigger than Mildred. His scales looked rougher, and he had spikes lining his back along his spine. His talons were longer than the others, and his wings looked like they were tipped with ice shards. “Hunter is the last of his kind,” Mildred said low enough for only me to hear. “He’s beautiful. He looks like he is covered in pieces of ice.” I said in awe. She let out a laugh.

That is what a hunter does. Well sorry that I did not introduce my myself. I am Eric Huston, a hunter wolf who catches monsters and dangerous creatures and takes them to where they belong— in dungeons. I am professionally a hunter however, I also have a degree in mechanical engineering, a side business that I took up so that I can stay among humans like them doing normal work! I don't belong to a particular pack because I keep travelling from one place to another on alphas' requests. I am called by pack alphas in their territories for helping them around with the anonymous creatures haunting their territories.

Eldric said in a calm voice. Hunter didn’t answer. His jaw was tight, the muscles clenching and unclenching. He had called for Eldric to undo something he shouldn’t have allowed to begin, to sever a connection that threatened to unravel everything he had worked for. But now that Eldric was here, standing in his chamber with that quiet certainty, Hunter wasn’t sure he wanted his help, or any of his truths. Eldric’s gaze swept over the room, lingering on the empty space where Zara had been yesterday. He didn’t need to be told, because he already knew.

“How long before you are pushed over the edge, Damien? A week? A couple of months. Either way, I’m happy to end your miserable life.” “You told him?” Damien demands as he glares at Mallory. “No, I swear.” Mallory mutters. “It’s like I said, he just knows things.” ‘A mental case by the sounds of it.’ Aero rumbles Abraxas stares at me but points to Eric, “Why don’t you tell him, Blondie!” “My name is Eric!” He snaps back. Eric moves forward, frowning, “The guy claims he can tell the difference between Lycans and Rogues. Calls himself a Hunter.”

The Hunter and I stand in a void, the chord's last note fading. "Did we win?" he asks. Before I can answer, the note *twists*. A fissure opens, vomiting forth a figure-Eden, whole and unharmed, his scars gone, his eyes clear. "Mom?" he whispers. The static in me goes silent. The Hunter aims his reborn gun. "Don't. It's not him." But Eden smiles, and it's *his* smile-the one from before the crown, before the hunger. The hunger never ends.

"Why is Jonea so sure that my mother was involved in the incident that happened to Miller? In fact, none of the CCTV footage at school showed my mother's involvement. Why did Jonea hurt Aland that day? Although Aland did not admit that he was hurt because of Jonea. But I'm sure Jonea is involved. I could smell Jonea's body in Aland's spilled blood. I believe they were together before Aland was found unconscious with a gash in his stomach that night." Hunter struggled to his feet and walked out of the toilet. "What exactly happened? I have to find out the truth behind all these mysteries. I can't allow myself to be tossed around like a fool." After tidying up his clothes and washing his face

says Hector. “Sure, I can show you a few places to hunt. Follow me. I will show you how a real hunter hunts,” says Xavier. They all go outside. Xavier turns into a wolf with a black fur coat and huge blue eyes. He races off towards the forest. The two vampires heel him. Hector was giving many things from Jack before he left. He plans to use a drug he was given. They follow Xavier until they are deep in the woods. “There is always something in this area. You just have to sit and wait.”