Hunter Weak Aura Novels & Stories

Arthur held very still. "Her blood carries properties that do not exist in any pure-wolf lineage I have ever encountered," Harlen said. "The regenerative quality. The antidote effect. The way it responds to the compound of the plague as though it was designed to counter it — specifically and precisely." He picked up his notebook and opened it to a page dense with small handwriting. "There is only one classification that fits what I am seeing." He looked up. "Aurora is a hybrid." The word landed in the room like a stone dropped from a great height.

Laura pleaded, the fear very evident in her shaky voice now. But Kiara still had her eyes shut tightly. “Help! Help me please, she's having a seizure!” There was nothing else that Laura could do but call for help and soon enough, a herd of other slaves and workers gathered around her. Sicknesses were very rare in the pack house. Werewolves had strong immunity and excellent health due to their healing abilities. So Kiara was like a unicorn. “Don't just stand there! Do something, she's dying!” Laura cried out.

For some reason, I felt like a character in power rangers. “Hera, I need you now.” “Oooh, let us do this.” “Exactly how?” I stopped right there, my hopes and swag dwindling down. I forgot that I was a newbie and I just did that once because I was under threat. “Girl, you are a wolf, tap on your aura. Think of something that will be motivation enough---like--staying alive?”

Elsewhere, Ji Hwan propped his head up with both hands, looking frustrated. After seeing the news about Aura, a headache, migraine, and vertigo immediately attacked him! Seeing the circulating photos and videos, Ji Hwan wasn't sure if Aura could survive this time. It seemed there would be no mercy for his protégé.

“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.

"But someone has done this for a reason and we need to find out that reason." "Well, there is one slight issue." Dagmar interjected. "The block has been weakened." "What do you mean by weakened?" Lucas's eyes narrowed, a darkness filling them that had the whole room shifting uncomfortably. Except for Dagmar. The old crone was a granite force, unmoving as the room seemed to darken with Lucas' mood. Icy blue eyes remained transfixed on the werewolf, hard as ever and sharper than any physical blade. Despite her weathered and worn appearance, Dagmar stood her ground, unfazed and unimpressed.

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder.

That was it. My eyes snapped opened, and I felt the power of Halo slam forward. I no longer struggled, and my eyes landed on the suprised ones of Loren. Her smile quickly faltered. I felt when my eyes turned to their golden green. From within, my aura surged outwardly, forcibly tossing Loren back, hitting a distant tree, hard. She groaned, coming to a painful stop. I made my way towards her. I was beyond angry. My entire body shook with rage.

Her Mom got worried and went to hug her. "Dear, cry. Don't hold back. Crying will make you feel light. Pain will pour out with tears." Luna was crying, holding Susanna tightly in her arms. Susanna's body was burned but was healing too fast because of her Golden wolf power. Golden Wolves have extreme healing power. They can even heal a person. "I felt hollow Mom." Susanna sounded like a lost soul. Luna was afraid of thinking something like this would happen. And her fear turns out to be true. She indeed became numb out of shock.

Laurel frowned, “Then what is?” “The blood aura is not a curse by itself, but a symptom,” she said. “Of course, wolves who had seen as much war as your husband has will have a blood aura, but his is also a part of a true curse. It will drive him insane until he dies, Laurel, if you do not lift it.” “That’s why I’m asking how!” Laurel huffed, “This isn’t the time to be cryptic!” She chuckled, “It will dangerous.” “So what?”