Hunter Golden Guard Novels & Stories

I lean onto the window frame, watching my car parked in the same place we did yesterday. And suddenly Red appears into view, taking my breath away. He is with an old man, who seems to be the mechanic judging from his direct gaze toward the car. They are talking while at it. I blush right away, watching Red as he takes his phone and shows the old man something from it. I wonder what they're doing, but I'm pretty sure it has everything to do with the repair. My phone buzzes out of the blue and I'm inclined to abandon the pleasure of ogling my bodyguard. Frowning, I follow the sound until I find my mobile. My smile fades instantly at the caller's ID.

For some reason, he was glad that the resemblance ended there. Leonard looked closely at their new “bodyguard” as his mother showed him around. He knew the situation was serious, more than his mother let him believe. Someone was after them or, more precisely, his mother. He took his time assessing Julian Turner. The man was built like a tank, and that gave him assurance that no one would get to his mother as long as Julian was around.

I licked the sugar off my lips to get rid of the taste. While everyone made a fuss over Mandy to get their treats back, I crouched down next to 288. His expressionless black eyes stared right through me. “288, I want you to answer some questions. Is there anyone guarding the treasury?” 288 flapped his tiny wings once and then folded them. “We are all guardians of Darkholme Mountain.” “Okay, but is there a guardian assigned to stop anyone from entering the treasury?” If he wanted me to get specific, I would get specific.

The guard said as he bowed to me, I nodded to him rushing out the room and straight to Julius’ office and the sight was one that made me instantly start to tear up. “Julius, are you ok? What happened the guard said there was some bad news.” I asked walking towards him lying on one of the sofas, it was then that I saw the gaping would on his chest that wasn’t healing and covering everything in blood. I dropped to my knees by Kitana who was quietly sobbing next to me, Poppy hadn’t arrived as yet. “My boy, I’ll be ok just an old Lycan trying to heal but might just take some time.” He tried to joke but coughed up some more blood.

He honestly thought that my body, my feelings, and my entire existence completely belonged to him and were fully under his absolute control and ownership. I was deep in my thoughts when suddenly the heavy door was pushed open violently and roughly hitting the wall loudly, announcing his arrival and his furious mood clearly and unmistakably. I didn't turn around or stand up immediately. I remained seated calmly and quietly, looking at his reflection clearly visible right behind me inside the large mirror. Lucas stood near the doorway breathing heavily and roughly, his chest rising and falling fast and heavily, his handsome face twisted darkly and dangerously with absolute rage and hostility.

Alpha Anders and Alpha Duncan had oversight responsibilities of the compound, although the former Alphas Callan and Michael, since no longer acting as Alphas, were taking on a lot of responsibility to increase security at the compound. I started walking towards my cabin, passing by Adam, one of my other guardian wolves. Raina had explained that the guardian wolves can often pick up on where we are, something that is most useful for keeping the red wolves safe. Sometimes the guardian wolves will simply show up where we are, especially if we have left the main house on the compound or our own home. “Hey Coral. How is it going?” Adam said as he walked up. I shrugged, taking a deep breath. “It i

“But whether you’ll ever see her again depends on how cooperative you are.” I exchange a glance with Arnold, a silent understanding passing between us. We’re in this together, no matter what. And we’ll do whatever it takes to save Hazel. There is a lot of bad blood in the room as Hunter's guards surround us, their weapons drawn and ready for a fight. Arnold and I exchange a nod, silently communicating our readiness to take on whatever they send our way. They have no idea who they’re dealing with. Without hesitation, the guards charge at us, their faces twisted in rage. I raise my sword, blocking their attacks with practiced skill and muscle memory. Arnold fights beside me, his movements swif

The Guardian snarled and latched his jaws around the Hunter’s throat again, putting more pressure. “You should be dead for that reason alone.” The Guardian let go of his throat and turned towards me. The Hunter remained where he was. I examined the lead Guardian as he slowly stalked towards me. He had dark brown fur that almost blended into the night with the same brilliant eyes as everyone else. He towered over me, and I trembled in the spot, and he lowered his face to sniff me. He growled and bared his teeth as he turned back to the Hunter.

"The Hounds are literal professionals. They don't care about pack law. They care about the contract. And the contract says nobody enters, and the 'Asset' stays down." "Then I’ll change the contract." I pulled my phone from my pocket. My fingers flew over the screen. "Who owns Canis-Guard? Give me the parent company." "Vanguard Security Holdings," Hayes said. "They’re a multi-billion dollar firm. They don't sell to individuals."

he says, “ And it’s fixed now. No one is getting in or out without being on the live feed. I’ve got ten more security guards, all armed to the teeth. Highly trained. And I’ve even brought in another guard dog.” I roll my eyes at the last part of his statement. I can’t help it. Even though HellHound number one is actually pretty great. He’s vicious when necessary, no doubt. But he’s a big sweetheart when he’s not working. He and I have been playing fetch lately when he’s off the clock. He likes bacon. So we have that in common. “His name is Spike, and he’s a monster,” Andrew tells me proudly, “No one will dare mess with this guy?”