Novel & Cerita Hatchet Ch 15

Her pulse spiked when she saw two guards standing there, looking at her in confusion. For a brief moment, there was silence. Then, before they could react, Hazel grabbed a vase from the table beside her and swung it with all her might. CRASH! The vase shattered as it struck one of the guards, sending him stumbling to the floor. "Miss!" the other guard shouted, reaching for her. But Hazel didn’t stop. With adrenaline coursing through her veins, she pushed past them, running down the hallway like a caged bird finally tasting freedom. Lily stumbled into the hallway, clutching her forehead where Hazel had pushed her. A sharp pain throbbed through her skull, but she had no time to dwell on it.

And shes there that night! “But strangely... though you are unconscious, you didn't have any internal wounds,” she added after seeing the suspicious in my eyes. She prove as he added the jade, “That contain our recent activity. The whole association hunts the rumored Lycan who cause chaos in the secluded island beneath the Thousand-Volcanoes-” I raise my brows upon the heard of it. “So what did you discover, then?” I ask just as I cut her off. She seems don't mind the cut off and continued with a strange expression, “This is confidential-”

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“But you by no means requested who constructed the cage withinside the first place.” My belly dropped. “…Then who did?” The Harbinger whispered. “The ones who assist you to win.” -The Masters of the Watchers The desolate tract wind howled. Vanessa grew to become me. “Anita… what did you carry your lower back ?” I swallowed hard. “A key.” The Harbinger’s shape flickered. “The actual battle hasn’t all started yet.” Rachel exhaled. “Oh, I hate that.” Ethan reloaded his rifle. “Then let’s get ready.”

The last thing Callum saw in his consciousness was an angry Stephen leaping on him, he wrapped him inside his arms and his canines punctured the pulsating vein in his neck. And everything black out. *********** Tabby

Kate grasped the rope and took a few steps back. “KATE, WAIT!” A hand reached out to grab at Kate. Kate took off running, the hand brushing against the back of her bag, barely missing her as she swung across the canyon to reach her sister and their best friend. She landed with a thump and relief swept through her chest. They were on the other side of the canyon, yet again. A large chasm separated them from the Kreil and there wasn’t enough time for the Kreil to find a way around. They would lose the Hunt. The girls had won. Kate’s chest was filled with joy.

Dianna speed toward me to help me out but before she could get to me jimmy bulldozed her and slam her on the ground , she growled and sank her fangs into his neck "grahhhhhhhhhhhhh " Cheyenne speedily plug the dagger into her chest and she gasped . Victor snap Cheyenne neck and she drop dead and he grab Jimmy by the neck then thrust his claws into his chest . he almost ripped out his heart but Hilda kicked him away and he crashed distance away "arghhhhhh " Jimmy groan laughing out blood . "ahhhhhh "I gasped out as something cold drove into my chest and my sight started becoming blurry

Hatchet, the prez of the Princes of Darkness MC and a few of his boys are here too. My cell vibrates and I look at the screen and a thumbs up emoji appears. I shift my gaze to Gianni and wink at him as I pretend to be texting on my phone. When the first explosion goes off. We all stand and look out of the window. My men all look shocked, and I match their expression.

In his large fist he wielded the Sauk war hatchet, one of its two hawk feathers intact. Tommy spun in shock as the bare-chested Salt slashed crossways twice with the small ax, forehanded and back. The blade caught flesh and Tommy cried out. Something went flying from his hand into the shadows. Then Salt was driving his prey to the ground, triumphant, rearing back with his razored hatchet high—

Hazel's eyes darted around in panic as Ruben and Dimitry frantically searched for Wyatt. "Wyatt!" Hazel's cry pierced through the chaos, her heart pounding in her chest. There he was, injured and clutching Zain's neck, the glint of a dagger buried in his own chest. Zain lay beside them, crimson staining the ground beneath. Hazel sprinted towards them, her mind racing with fear and urgency. Ruben and Dimitry moved quickly to pry Wyatt's grip from Zain's throat, and Wyatt slumped into Hazel's lap, his breaths shallow and ragged.