Grain Wagon Hunting Blind Novels & Stories

The waiter turns to me with an expectant face. “I’ll have…half of what he is having,” I point at Gray, the waiter raises a brow but walks away. Gray is still waiting for his answer so I reply, “I found the rogue.” We had gotten a tip that there was a rogue the Outlaw Hunters were going to capture, Gray and I are got here earlier to stop that from happening, and thank goddess we did. She would never survive in a werewolf prison. Gray leans into his chair, “That was easy, we have not even started searching,” he has a point, it is a surprise the Hunters did not capture her a long time ago.

this observation is just begin! “What is awakened in this place?” I pondered as I look a the wreck darkhold, now devoid of life. I can now see the bottom without the restriction of that more powerful existence. But inside, I know the more powerful... The figure hovered there, surround with blue light, is it trully him? The night before the day I plan to travel that place, I was hovered just before the Yellow Valley. At night, this Valley is gives off yellow light that filled the area with light. But still, the shadow of trees makes the other part devoid of light. They are glowing of darkness. There, I barely saw the army, trained by the old hag!

"Son what do you mean by she is blind." Jake mother asked him looking at Anastasia who can't see a thing. I instantly tensed and Jake could feel it since our hands where kinda of brushing each other. "You heard me right mum. She is blind she can't see a thing mum." Jake said squeezing my hand under the table. The tension was so thick in the air that you could slice it with knife. No body spoke for a minute or two before the voice I came to realize as Jake mum spoke.

The last hunter that went after the nest took five men with him, and only he limped out of there a few pints of blood short but alive. And like the idiot he is, Blaine was right on my tail. They’ve already managed to shoot out my tail lights. At least I’ve managed to prevent them from taking out a tire. I could see the lights of El Delirio up ahead. It looks like luck is on my side as the sun is setting. Perfect, that means the nest will be waking up. I took the chance and rammed my SUV into the side of a barn at the edge of town driving straight through. My risk at least paid off as it was where the nest was squatting. And like shaking a hornet’s nest, I just pissed them off.

Catching one rogue inevitably hints at the presence of another. This man, Blake was his name, was different. He was known to none, neither was spotted by any. Apart from the news that this city was where he has always lived, there was no other lead that Jamie could pursue to finally reach him. That’s what made this task even more interesting for him. Jamie loved solving puzzles, and this one was exactly that. He also wasn’t someone who would give up on things so easily, so he would only rest when he finally caught him.

If it does make anyone feel better, they’ve been on this journey for five days now. The man they paid for transport was nowhere to be found. They had given him all their life savings, hoping it would be enough to get them to the capital but it wasn’t. He has scammed them and now they are paying for it dearly. Liet would rather continue the journey without Lucius, the boy was blind and on his way to become deaf, there was no chance of survival for him to begin with.

Later, I became a core member, helping the team with a huge breakthrough. A year passed by in the blink of an eye. I had almost completely forgotten about Sean, devoting all my time to my research. Finally, we developed a drug that could help blind people regain their eyesight. After a few months of testing, Charles called me and said, "Rachel, the patients that took part in the test all regained their eyesight." I broke down in tears when I heard what Charles had said. Michael Trent, one of my colleagues, came to comfort me.

He kept to the shadows, avoiding the flickering firelight. He had changed into the clothes of one of the hunters he had killed so that he could blend in. His sharp eyes scanned every corner, searching for Evelyn. Grayson joined a group of hunters on patrol, mimicking their movements and expressions. His wolf growled uneasily in his mind. "We’re too close to them," Kyle warned. "We have to be. It’s the only way to find her," Grayson replied silently. As they passed the center of the camp, Grayson’s heart clenched.

LYRA’S POV The bottom of the wooden wagon was hard, cold, and smelled like a hundred years of rotten oats and wet dog. I was buried under four heavy burlap sacks filled with grain, my face pressed against the rough floorboards. Every time the wagon hit a rut in the dirt road, my head bounced against the wood, sending a jolt of pain through my jaw. But I didn't move. I didn't even breathe when I could help it.

I couldn't hear much of their conversation, but I gathered enough to know they were wolves. Fear gripping me, I shuffled backwards, not caring where I was going. I just needed to get away from them. I could find a place to hide till morning. Using the pale light of the moon to find my way, I found myself in a wide, open space. The first thing my eyes caught was a weird but familiar vehicle I never even knew still existed; a jail wagon.