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"The sensors are silent for now, but the Council’s logic remains active." I ignored the wet warmth spreading down my back. I hobbled toward the body of the first Hunter, my right knee groaning in its cedar splint. I knelt—a jagged, uncoordinated motion—and used my stone hand as a crowbar, jamming quartz fingers into the seam of the Hunter’s chest plate. The carbon-fiber shattered like dry kindling. I pried the tactical slate from the Hunter’s ribs, the wires snapping with a shower of blue sparks that died instantly against my waxy skin.

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

I don't know what's going on but I feel a heavy tension going on between these two. I wanted to confront Amy about it, but I decided to shut my mouth until I could get her alone. I could feel something happened. Axel went on to hop into the driver's seat and he revved the engine but didn't start driving yet. He took out the piece of paper Hunter gave him and looked at it, his brows furrowed. "Is something wrong?" Amy and I asked in sync. "This address..." I stared at him as his expression darkened. Then he turned and said, "It's in the Cruelcrest Hounds Pack's territory," Disbelief evident in his face.

The scent of him still lingered in the air, that unmistakable manly scent of power, and danger equally. But I didn’t have time to get lost in thoughts about him. I needed to find something useful, something that could help me in my mission. I moved quickly to the desk, where papers and books were scattered across on top. My hands shook slightly as I began to go through them, trying to make sense of the documents there. There were files, maps, and notes scribbled in Hunter’s rough handwriting. But nothing stood out as particularly useful… until my eyes landed on a folder labeled “Pack Defenses.”

Read to find out! The Great Reckoning: Elizabeth is a story of a wolfless werewolf trying to make her way in a world where magical beings are in a constant state of war. Elizabeth's mate is promised to another, yet she continues to see visions meant to save his life. What is her purpose in a world where she has no place? Read to find out!

Chapter 155 Never Give Up *** Content Warning: This chapter might contain violence, abuse, crime, or triggering factors that may be harmful, disturbing, or traumatizing to some. Reader’s discretion is advised. Thank you. *** Silence becomes so loud – as Hunter entered the Black mansion. Hector was already in his room, as Doc Fridger and Uncle Bob was checking up on him. While he just finished talking to the seven betas of the pack. He had already a hint of a clue of what was happening. However, he was still hoping for the best. He was still hoping that his hunch was wrong.

“I hope we can move forward… maturely. Mistakes were made, I’ll admit, but this is bigger than us now.” “You sound like a dying cat,” Gazier quipped, barely suppressing a grin. Evee masked her laughter with a forced cough. Hound ignored the banter, pulling a thin book from his jacket and placing it on the table. The book was dense with words, its cover plain and unassuming. “Everything you need to know is here,” he said. “Each copy is tailored to your role. The events described will occur within the next twelve months, but only if you follow the instructions precisely. Any deviation will render all the books useless.”

“There’s a rumor circling around that there is manuscript about the Hamuumbu’s.” “Manuscript?” “Yes. It’s a story about them but not only is it a story but everything in it is factual. Apparently, all their enemies want to grab the copy of it. It is believed that it exposes them.” Hunter dropped the man on the floor. “Are you certain?” “Yes Hunter.” Hunter picked the notes on the table and walked to the door. He turned around and said, “If I ever find out you are lying to me, I will kill you and your whole family. Do you understand me?”

The truck came into view, buried under a layer of snow, and I couldn’t have been happier to see it. “I’ve mindlinked some men to come clean up the mountain,” Marcus said as he brushed snow off the windshield. “With the human dead, the police might come to investigate. “We wouldn’t want massive wolves and bodies scattered around when they do.” Riley climbed into the passenger seat without a word, while Ronan and I slipped into the back. “We already have werewolf hunters on our case,” Marcus continued, pulling the driver’s door open. “We wouldn’t want the damn world hunting us too.”

The Hunter obeyed without question, as he undid the latch and opened it, revealing a book within. "The hell is that book? You're gonna read an encyclopedia?" the welp questioned, tone filled with mockery. Here I was, thinking I wouldn't be any more disappointed or disgusted by this disgraceful Alpha. Then again, with how he is, I shouldn't have been surprised in the slightest. "If you don't recognize the Financial Records of your pack, then you've certainly given yet another piece of evidence that you do are not worthy nor ready to be Alpha of any pack."