Novel & Cerita Erin Hunter Warriors Series In Order

Christian is talking with Chana near my locker I walked to my locker and opened it "Oh the pathetic girl is looking for attention." Chana said and I just rolled my eyes "Christian, we're still going to watch movie right?" She asked with a high pitch voice "Yeah." Christian said and I just shrugged not caring even my heart wanting to punch Chana in the face and just smacked her nose. I walked pass them with the book in my hand complete hurt inside. Yes yes I'm hurt, I know I can hide it too well.

LUKAS I left my mate with the hands of those two hunters but I was listening to their conversation. I heard everything and I knew those people are her dad warriors. I saw her walking toward me, like a queen she is “ those people were your dad strongest warriors” she looked at me like she was asking how do i know I didn't wait for her to ask “ I have seen them with your dad before he died.” she just nod her head but i know a lot is running through her mind

Diesel commented. “My lab is working on a vaccine. A serum that will genetically modify their DNA so their warrior gene stays dormant.” “Warrior?” “Hunters have six gene sequences that trigger aggression towards enhanced humans. In adolescence and young adulthood, they manifest as bullies. The way Sebastian was towards Adam and Esme. He would have needed another hunter to mentor him to perfect his skills. They usually hunt in pairs or groups for their protection. Sometimes, a hunter will go rogue. Without proper training, they can not control their urge to kill anyone.”

I told her, and kissed her forehead before I could stop myself. She flushed, beautiful and soft, and that stupid, helpless warmth spread through my chest again. I hated how exposed that made me. I loved it more. But I had work to do. And men who needed reminding that the Wolves had not grown weak. I headed to the training grounds, where Abel, my head warrior, had three new recruits lined up on the sand. Ryder. Kofi. Harris. Hunters. Still alive. Still nervous. Still deciding if they were walking into a trap.

Elliott's wolf slams into a warrior on the right, tearing into him in a feral, unhinged way. Gods, there is something wrong with that wolf. An arrow whizzes past my face. Fuck. Hunters. Now all the pieces are making sense. The reason why the Assembly was using Hunter weapons. They aren’t borrowing techniques from them; they are working with them. I shift out my claws, ducking a haymaker a warrior sends my way. Spinning on my heel, I kick him in the stomach, creating the distance I need to land a double knee in the chest. When he drops, I arch my claws down, sinking into his throat, closing and tearing through flesh.

Keiran stood up and walked out of the house. "Only fight in your wolf form when you are out of weapons. Use your guns and swords as much as you can, " He ordered as they walked towards the woods. "Also, don't forget to mask your scent. Summon your wolves and ask them to heighten your senses, " "Yes, alpha, " The warriors nodded and bowed before walking into the forest. "I'm not letting any lowlife to touch my pack, " Keiran smirked. * * * It was almost an hour later when Keiran and his warriors heard the hunters approach. Even though the night was deep in the deafening silence, they had to heighten their focus to hear the steps of the Intruders because they were light as wind.

and in a softer tone, “lead warrior for the Granite Mountain pack.” I was taken aback for a moment. What I heard about warriors is that they were all supposed to be basically hardened war vets, but Kade is a freshman in college! He’s the one that is leading them? I don’t think the lead warrior rank is generally passed down like Alphas and Betas, so he had to have earned it somehow. “I’m Cataleya, hunter of all things evil,” I smirked at him, shaking his hand. Those damn tingles were there again. I can’t let it get into my head though. Gotta keep the conversation going. “Lead warrior, huh? Color me surprised. How did that happen?”

Theria giggled and trotted off to say high to the crew. As they entered the training area a man wearing a stag skull helmet greeted him. He smelled like pine and the forest, and he looked like a huntsman from the middle ages. Slung across his back a Dragonuv sniper rifle and modern compound bow complete with arrows. “So the whelp finally arrives. The name is Herne the Hunter.” “Warren Vandal, a descendant of Troy,” He held out his hand and hoped the sniper would take it. A smile appeared through the thick beard, “The queen didn't tell us who you were. She just said you would be joining the team,” His voice remained friendly and even. “How is the eidolon?”

And we attack. This is almost too easy these warriors clearly aren’t trained as hard as ours. And we easily force our way into the pack. When one of our witches yells out to duck I do as she says and looks to the side seeing a fireball cast at me. Our witch stops it and gets into a fight with the other witch. I look around watching as Koa, Logan, and Mike tears their way through the warriors attacking us. Hunter jumps into the fight and kills anyone who tries to stop him. We finally reach the packhouse and we all fight our way inside.

She knew the cleanup team would arrive soon. They exited the woods and got back into the car. Everyone was silent, until Ruth finally spoke again. “Those people you saw... they’re called the Hunters. Not the deer-and-rabbit kind. The ones who bear hatred for werewolves. They pretty much want to wipe every werewolf off the map. Good or bad, it doesn’t matter to them.” She paused and glanced at them. “Alex, you look like you just got indigestion. Are you okay?” Alexander looked up slowly, worry all over his face. “Those two back there...” he muttered.