Novel & Cerita Hunter

Ever since I met her, she has been giving me some weird kind of look, I looked away from her face and my eyes met with Angus who winked at me. I quickly look away from him " ignore him " Derek said to me as our horses started moving forward. "Ok, what are we hunting " I asked. " Deer " he answered. "Do you know how to use a bow and arrow ". "Uh no" I answered. " I'll teach how to use it " he said. " Really" I said. " Yes my love " he answered. " will you teach me now " I asked. "Now ?" He said. "Yes I want to learn it now " I answered.

And stumbles. The night of running was too much for too long. Fer's paws are bleeding and I can feel her flagging. Keep going Fer, I say, He's slow, you can take him. You have to. I think of Luka. Would I even stand a chance against this hunter? Will Luka? The hunter seems to sense his advantage. He's back on his feet and loping in a circle around us. Steady, I think, Steady, anticipate but don't waste your force.

he said, and I looked at him, surprised. "Yep, I tested her, and she passed. She is John Hunter's daughter, alright. Her brain is like her father's brain. Her memory is unbeatable." He confirmed. "How?" I asked. "She read and summarised six hunter's grimoires in two days. She can tell you everything about eliminating werewolves, vampires, and witches. Her assimilation skill is very high. Are you sure you want me to train her because once that dam is opened, there will be no shutting it?" He said, and I stared at him, thinking, how could a human being read and summarise six grimoires in two days? I was proud of Karen.

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

“Dm!” Windy felt scared when he had to hunt with Ezra; he involuntarily cursed. Since hunting with Ezra was very risky and laborious, it was not according to standard rules but special training. The prey they caught must not die; it must be alive. The prey they just caught will not be kept but must be released, and they have to track down the prey they have just seen. And that will repeat many times until Ezra stops.

They’ll want to check the wreckage to confirm I’m not inside. Keeping low to the ground, I hurried away from the crash as the hunters pulled up, hooting and hollering like the demented Americans they are. Now I don’t mean to say all Americans are demented. But the American hunters are an uncouth sort that takes a weird joy in killing, things being on fire, and vehicles getting into accidents. Whatever the case, their joyful hoots and hollers that I might be dead and arguments about who gets to take credit gave me time to get away. I hurried to the nearest neighborhood to search for a car to take.

I nodded my head, barely listening. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Another hour later hunter pulled off the main road and onto a dirt path with a NO TRESPASSING at the front, the sign was something Alpha Zander thought of to keep humans out of the woods so they wouldn't stray into our pack lands. Hunter drove briskly as the trees passed by us and soon enough we were going up the familiar rocky pathway, pulling up at the pack house. Hunter turned the car off announcing we have arrived, the place was silent since it was still early in them morning. Jermaine turned and looked at me saying

Mom asks "I have stuff to do" "Your fathers taking care of the pack for you, Jerry and Jamie are helping, the dead are buried, the prisoners are locked up until you decide what to do with them and Shannon has been put under house arrest " i look at my mom as if she has gone mad "I DONT CARE ABOUT THE PACK OR ANYONE IN IT, I JUST WANT MY MATE " i scream at her then storm out of the room, i stomp around not really knowing where I'm going, everyone stays out of my way so i spend my time following my mates scent until eventually i come to a patch of trees in the forest, there is a blood stain in the dirt and as i sniff i realise its whats left of Jonas, turning on the spot i follow the scent of

Brian's POV. I have lost count since Wilson had injured my Millie and had vanished. But as far as I could tell hew as no where near the castle. And I was running low on human meat. I needed more. I would have to go hunting. I would have to leave Millie alone for a while but not for long. I got dressed since it was still snowing outside. I tucked Millie into bed and locked the door so she could be safe. She hasn't been feeling well but her leg was getting better. So I kissed on her on the forehead and headed out to hunt with my gun. I walked for a while before seeing ome human tracks in the snow. With my gun ready at hand I followed them. Before finding a man who was just wondering aroudn in

A smug crooked smirk slipped onto his face in victory as he leaned away. "Who do you think you are?" I spat in his face. He chuckled once without humor. "Miller. Darby Miller." He then turned and sauntered off into the woods, his gun in his hand. He hollered for his men and they followed quickly. My hands were trembling in anger. I hope that they found the wolf and it ripped them apart. Him especially. I stared daggers into Darby's back until I could see it no longer. What else could I do? Chase after them and stop them? How would I do that? One guy with his army of what looked like twenty. It was just me. Even though I couldn't stop them now, maybe I could help the wolf later. I sprinted to