Helena Hunting Clipped Wings Novels & Stories

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

Adrenaline pumped through my arms causing the steadiest focus to take down Leonardo but what I saw next was what surprised me the most. Knives pinned Leonardo’s body everywhere including his dick, arms, legs, and chest. There was a single bullet right in between his eyebrow. A talented kill that only a few are capable of and one of those would be the black hunter. As I saw, the whole knife play and the vandalism clearly on the elevator background spray-painted in red, blood red. “Should have known this by now,” Reese smirked, with a hint of a chuckle and at that moment Angelo and Felix came in.

He doesn't say anything, just exchanges my glass for a regular glass of juice, and he continues with the wine. As we eat and exchange a few words about Sophia and their brother's state of health, I start to get constant shortness of breath. I lean forward in my seat and rub at my chest, breathing heavily. “Selena, what's going on?” Hunter is suddenly right next to me He puts his hand in mine. “My God,” he gasps. “You are white as paper.” He takes his cellphone out of his pocket and makes a call. “Dr. Silvia, it’s Hunter Blanco, I need an emergency consultation... I'll be there in twenty minutes. And keep your cellphone on.”

My claws ripped through his neck deep enough that his wound was fatal. The second man took my split-second distraction and kicked my side hard enough to crack something. That was the only shot he would ever get, so I hoped it was good enough to die for. I whirled around quickly, my claws and hand shoving into his chest with precision I had never known before. My hand ripped his heart right out and threw it at his falling body.

I counted again. "Not helpful, Aurora!" She snapped as she whipped through the dusky green land after the human male. He was fast, but we were faster; I watched branches slap him in the face, leaving his own bloody breadcrumbs for me to follow. Ava's feet pounded the ground playing chase to her prey, eyes locked on her victim. Catching a glimmer of silver to her right just in time to see a gun raised.

LUKAS Melissa enter my study without knocking “ Melissa, can't you knock” I furiously asked “ Alpha, I am sorry. Jessica is missing.* She said, I stood up “ How can she be missing? I left her in the room.” “ I don't know. I smelled the room, it was like one of our warriors was at the door.” With that I turn to Pete “ call the warriors and search the city. I want her found in 5 minutes.” he nodded and left with his mate.

Right at the part where his mask had slipped and his fingers curled too tightly into her waist. He stared at it for a long time. Then deleted the footage. He didn’t need a reminder. It was already burned into him. Years Ago He remembered the first time he ever saw Helena. Not in person. But on a television broadcast—Declan Corp’s annual gala. She’d just turned sixteen. Tall, poised, already dripping with terrifying composure. She’d stood beside her mother, shaking hands with world leaders, corporate titans, billionaires who kissed the ground she walked on.

"Shouldn't you be in the comms room? We have three days before we march into the apocalypse." Helena climbed up the maintenance ladder, clutching a datapad to her chest. She wore oversized mechanic’s coveralls that swallowed her small frame, her silver-blue hair tied back with a piece of wire. She looked less like a princess and more like a scavenger, but her eyes were sharp.

Helia looked up at her, "Are you ok?" The winged creature didn't seem to hear her as it fought desperately above. "Hey! Hey!" Helia said loudly and firmly, "Take it easy. You're going to hurt yourself if you struggle like that." "NO! Let me go you poacher!" she suddenly screamed with panic, though her voice sounded weak from shouting so much, "KENDRICK!" Helia shook her red locks, "Calm down! I'm not a poacher." The beautiful eyes directed at her, "This-This isn't your trap?"

The stairway soon comes into view, and I take it without pause, descending in long strides until I reach the lower level. The doors leading outside are just ahead. I push forward, only to nearly collide with someone wearing the exact same hood with the other figure I saw. My body reacts before thought can catch up. My claws begin to push forward, instinct rising sharp and immediate as I step back. Then the hood suddenly lifts. “Easy,” Helena says, her voice smooth and almost amused. I stop. My breath comes faster than it should, the surge of adrenaline refusing to settle immediately. I force my claws back, my gaze narrowing as recognition replaces instinct.