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“You’re a smart girl, Maxime. You know why we needed that information. Knowing what the vampires are planning and having a list of names makes our job easier to catch them and get rid of them, starting with their new blood supply. Noctua just needed someone brave enough to steal from them. Umbridge was desperate for money and fame, and he served his purpose. You need to understand that we work in the shadows for the service of all human beings. We are their protectors against anything that would want to use, kill or eat them. That’s why we need you and your abilities. Think of all the good it will bring if we multiply and control it.” “I’d like to leave,” I said drily. “You can’t. I won’t al

Her eyes scan the ground to where the baseball bat lies between the two of them. "Oh, I don't need a weapon. Rather, I enjoy getting my hands dirty." Hunter declares, flexing his arm as he cracks his knuckles, making the tattoo of the scythe or a Grimm Reaper's blade twist on his arm in a menacing manner. The woman takes one look at the tattoo before gulping. Hunter takes a challenging step towards her, forcing her to take a step backward. The woman stumbles once more, petrified, as tears begin to slip from her eyes.

He was the first creature to ever, in her entire decade of slaying, to escape her. Since that night she had been completely thrown off her game, and it was all his fault. Now she was crouched here, trapped in a building with a hungry and murderous rogue werewolf because of her sloppy and poorly executed plan. She pulled out her phone but hesitated with it. It was on silent, it would be a total rookie mistake to not have it on silent whilst out hunting. What made her hesitate was how dark the warehouse was. Once she unlocked it, even though her brightness was turned down, it would still be bright enough to draw attention.