Emily Gale And Hunter Jackson Mga Nobela at Kwento

ROSALIE "Your father knows you're here, Rosalie," Hunter Drucci sneers at me as he leans against the door frame. "No one is coming to protect you. I'll take what was promised to me - you." My heart pounds in my chest as I desperately try to find a way out of this situation. But there's no escape from the truth in his words. My father has abandoned me to this fate. I may be Rosalie Battaglia in another life, but here, I am just Emily Jackson - helpless and afraid."Please, Hunter, don't do this," I beg, tears streaming down my face.

I began. “Emily is pregnant for Lucas, and Derella’s gay.” She said, and it felt like a bomb had dropped.

Before I could respond, she surprised us both by revealing a startling truth. "You're not the only ones with secrets," Emilia confessed, her voice low and deliberate. "I know who you are." Jake and I exchanged a wary glance. How much did she truly know? And how could we trust her with our own secrets? Emilia's playful facade dropped as she met my gaze head-on. "You're werewolf hunters, aren't you?" The truth hung in the air, heavy and undeniable. Our cover had been blown, and Emilia held the knowledge that could put us in grave danger. As I looked into her eyes, I couldn't shake the feeling that our plans were unraveling before us.

“Have you found it? Please… let me know as soon as you do. I really need it urgently. Thank you.” She ended the call and downed the entire drink in one gulp. Her eyes drifted back to the crescent mark on her own skin. For some reason, she felt… stronger. And she had no idea why. --- Across town, Calvin stepped into a large, dimly lit house filled with fellow hunters, each busy at their stations. Weapons were being cleaned, maps spread out, and radios crackled with incoming reports. At one table, Alice sat beside another hunter, eyes fixed on a laptop screen as she typed and spoke in low tones.