Hellhound Found Novels & Stories

Maybe I would visit Annabeth and find out about Dyson’s mate. I dropped Hazel off and drove over to the packhouse. “Stav, the sentinels guarding the southern borders have caught a rogue female in our territory. Let’s go there and see what we can do about her,” said Homer. “I hope she isn’t a spy.” “Could be.” We rushed on our snowmobiles to the spot to see a search team combing the area. “What happened? Where’s the rogue?” We helped in the search but found no one. The entire time, I was too busy to take an update on Hazel. It was night, and we returned to the packhouse for a meeting with the investors.

My heart leaped in vitality when the familiar high-pitched sound of a hound infiltrated my hearing. It was my hound, Poloy. A smile cracked my lips. My hound never failed me as my comrade in this battle of hell. "It's bad. We've been surrounded by the beasts!" Belle hurriedly informed them after getting out of the truck. When the window was rolled up, I saw Poloy leading the Aardwolves and Black Vultures. They were blocking the front, hindering the truck to move further. The exciting part is, we're on the turnpike road, all the way to their base underground. Unfortunately, the gap between this road and their base was miles away.

Joy. “Do you have anyone new in the pack,” asks Kai and my eyes immediately go wide. “Fucking find Helen now!” Hunter takes off with some warriors right behind him. Allison arrives through a portal and follows Hunter. “What’s wrong Gunner? Where is Helen?” I tell Kai about Taylor and my instinct of something off with him. I think Taylor is a warlock and not a wolf at all which means Helen is in danger. Kai keeps up with me as I shift and take off towards where Helen was last seen. Not far into the woods we find the warrior assigned to Taylor dead, his heart ripped out of chest. I continue to follow Hunter and we soon find Helen. It looks like she flew into the tree branch that is sticking ou

I located them and they were in the middle of nowhere and truthfully, that was where Hazel's scent stopped. "What happened?" "I think she was attacked and murdered, maybe by some wild animals." I was shown some pieces of flesh and blood on the floor. I picked some up and sniffed it. It was hers, it had her scent on it. W...What the...? "Find her remains around." "But alpha..." "NOW!"

Outside, a horn sounded—sharp and urgent. Shouts followed. Chaos. I rose to my feet as instinct took over. Whatever was coming— I was done hiding. And somewhere in the compound, I felt Ronan turn sharply, his attention snapping straight to me. He knew. And so did my wolf. Let them come, she said softly. We’re ready.

'Hellhound,' Philo howled out loudly. He should be going into complete defense mode but instead he was excited. Excited? I ran behind a tree once the loud yelling of the border patrol caught my ears. Quickly Orion and I redressed, jogging over to the scene. The scent was getting harder to ignore. Something about it was making my body giddy.

I shoved a few people out of my way as I hurried toward the distant fight. As I turned the corner to where the fight was, I arrived just in time for the enchanted glasses to be knocked off Khalid’s face, the glamor fading away to reveal his true face as one of the vampires from Tulio’s nest punched him as two others held him in place. Well shit. Maybe he should have enchanted something that couldn’t be easily knocked off. I knew in an instant they recognized him as the wanted hunter.

I saw the subordinate who took a glance at the screen of her phone, too. "Boss, isn't this the girl that we captured last night in the forest—" The subordinate suddenly fell to the floor, his head covered in his blood. Hazel did not even flinch at the sight, as if she was already used to this kind of scenario in her home. I gasped in my place, my hands covering my mouth to stop myself from vomiting at the scene. "Is it true, Papa? Is it true that my best friend was captured during your wolf's hunt?" Hazel asked in a cold voice to her father.

Dozens of them. Some were empty. Others held creatures that didn’t look fully human… or fully wolf. Twisted, malformed hybrids with eyes too large, limbs too thin, muscles trembling from drugs or trauma. One of them whimpered. Jaxon stepped forward, heart pounding. “What the hell…” “It’s another lab,” Vincent whispered. “Lunaris didn’t die. They just went underground.” A scream echoed from deeper in the tunnels. Female. Young. Jaxon moved before he could think, following the sound, Vincent right behind him. They reached a heavy door, sealed with an electronic lock.

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."