Hunter Becomes The Hunted Novels & Stories

I feel them, know them, they are pack. The changelings are our pack. They run with their leaders, and when Leneve spots a rabbit, she and I hunt it together. Feasting on the small animal in our Lycan forms. The changelings understand and once we devour the small meal we set off as one to hunt a bigger game as the pack of hunters we were becoming. We spot a deer, crouching and waiting in the shadows until the unsuspecting stag relaxes then Leneve and I take it down. I execute the kill, sinking my fangs into the neck, feeling the bone, and applying pressure until I hear it crack.

“When we made the rule about the town’s children not coming into the forest from ages 11 to 18, it was because more than just the boy was killed. That was just the reason given to the town by Timothy’s grandfather. Sleuth members were not permitted to live in town for the same reason. There was a sleuth that was destroyed because of fated mates who were not permitted to be together yet. If we tell our kids, Godric, nor Osprey, will want to hold themselves back from Scarlett. We will be forced to intervene to keep them apart, causing our son, and his bear, to go crazy.” “Crazy? What do you mean crazy? What happened to the sleuth?” I asked. “One of the female bears was mated to a human in the

I track the large male deer about a mile away from the house near the river that feeds the lake. “Nice,” Hanzo links, looking at me and I nod slowly moving in the opposite direction of Hanzo to trap the deer if it bolts. “Ready?” Hanzo questions once we’re both in position giving him a clear line to the neck. I nod lowering myself ready to sprint as Hanzo launches himself onto the deer knocking it down, his teeth instantly going into the animal’s neck. I immediately jump grabbing at the back legs hobbling the kicking deer. Chills run through me when I hear the crunching of bone from Hanzo’s grip.

"Only a hybrid can wipe out scent marks like these. And only a hybrid can defeat a full-blooded Alpha in his own house without a peep being let out." I clenched my hands. The image of Elinda's foster father, the soft-spoken man who once offered me tea and inquired if I truly loved his daughter, flashed in front of me. He did not deserve this. Not like this. Killian's voice dropped lower. "Hybrids don't kill randomly. They stalk. They watch. And then they hunt their prey down. You understand what this implies, Alexis." "I do." I gazed at the shattered walls that hemmed me in, and something shifted within.

Hunter has seen what he had always wanted to see, a werewolf and now he is going to die. "Run". That was all Hunter could think of. He ran as never before with the mighty dog following behind him. Hunter kept running for his life as he was pursued relentlessly by a huge dog. Hunter came to a halt when an arrow was fired his way, he didn't see who fired the arrow but it gave him a note when he caught the arrow. An arrow was also fired at Damian's leg, he bellowed as he crunched his feet. He transformed back into a human and jabbed the arrow out of his leg. To the arrow was a note just like the hunter's own. They both stopped to open the letter, Damian for a second forgot he was chasing Hunter

Hunter moved quickly and surely, avoiding some, giving signs of himself to divert others from his true objective, and when he had been trapped, every arrow that had landed he had felt their pain as a palpable blow, but he would not allow that empathy to overwhelm him. He wanted to scream his frustration, cut the ache from his heart. He had come to honor the discipline and teachings of the School, the values it espoused, its objectives and goals for the New Land. Now, all that was now lost to him. He was pariah, murderer, his life forfeit, and, worst of all, he had lost his friends. His plan was simple: make it to the valley. Once he got there, he could elude his pursuers. His only concern wa

But what's done is done, and sparing him might have meant exposing my secret, endangering the lives of those I cherish. “Maybe what he encountered wasn’t just a bunny or a wolf. Maybe he stumbled upon something far more dangerous, something he grossly underestimated. Hunters often make that mistake, don't they? They go after what they perceive as easy prey, only to find themselves outmatched by an unexpected force. It's a classic tale of the hunter becoming the hunted, a reminder that in the wild, assumptions can be fatal.” I smile, tilting my head to the side, my gaze steady and unyielding, making my message clear. "Ah, I see. Interesting," he chuckles, observing me with an amusement akin t

Willow added. The intercom crackled. "Welcome to The Crimson Hunt! Our most challenging world yet! Specially designed for our favorite troublemakers!" The cheerful voice took on a darker edge. "The Hunters have been tracking deadies for millennia. They've never failed. You'll be their first failure... or their next meal. Either way, it'll be entertaining! Now RUN!" The bus doors exploded outward. We were thrown into the darkness, hitting wet ground that smelled like blood and decay. I scrambled to my feet. The bus was already gone, disappeared into the fog. Around us, the red eyes were moving. Getting closer.

I watched as the silver burned his palm, but he didn’t make a sound, he just threw the knife from my hand across the room. The look in his eyes turned from anger to crazed. I knew he was bound to slip up in this frenzied state. Luckily for me, I was a Hunter. No, I wasn’t just a Hunter, I was the best Hunter in The Academy. I knew I needed clarity, I needed to remain calm, and the only way I could do that was to get a read on his thoughts. He grabbed my throat and I instinctively tried to pry his hands away, but in reality I was reading him like a fucking book. He planned to kidnap me, and throw me into a hallucination, one where I would never know the difference between real and fake. He wa

She is beautiful and she is everything I've ever wanted. “My biggest regret 5 years ago was leaving you for that stupid bet. I was a coward and a stupid boy. Right now, I am a man and I refuse to be a coward again. If the only way to keep you safe until is to go into that tunnel and follow the killer, then I'm going to do it.’’ I opened the door and headed right in, leaving her standing there, calling out my name. I was met by the store packed with a few gardening equipment and some saddles for the horses.