Hunter Wittebane Novels & Stories

“You can count on forty horses at sunup, thirty-five dollars a horse.” “We’ll be here,” Wilbarger said. “You won’t have to hunt us up.” “Wait a minute,” Call said. “What’s your horse brand, or do you have one?” “I have one,” Wilbarger said. “I brand HIC on the left hip.”“Are your horses shod?” Call asked. “All shod,” Wilbarger said. “Bring ’em if you see ’em.” “What’s HIC stand for?” Augustus asked.

he observed. "Shall we wait for Alexander to arrive so he can assist you?" Melo sneered but Mell their another friend chose to ignore him. He slammed the jackhammer he was carrying into the tombstone so hard it began to crack, the surface spider-webbing like shattered glass. He repeated the process for about three times until the surface of the tombstone turned into shards of pieces. He kicked at the pile of debris before his feet, revealing the hidden door. The group behind him smiled as they finally saw the secret hidden door beneath the city. The White Wolf's Clan carefully kept this alternative door for years but now, it had come to an end.

But Wade is of Beta blood, and also, he’s in a berserker mode, so he wasn’t going to go down quickly. “I can handle myself!” Byron shouted. I ignored him and moved in closer as I continued to fire on Wade. “Alpha is calling for everyone to fall back!” Nigel called out. “Let’s move!” He shouted, gesturing for us to retreat. Fuck I was hoping to kill this dumb bastard. But then again, I’ve put enough wolfsbane in him that it just might kill him.

"I'm sorry. I'll go slow." A forty-something man with a Fu Manchu and brown officer's uniform waddled into the barn, favoring one leg. He ran a hand over his thinning brown hair. "I apologize for the delay. The Hendersons decided it was a good idea to plow their minivan into the Garrison's ditch and take out a mailbox in the process." He glanced from Nate to Chris to Amy in Nakos's arms, then finally, Olivia. "Looks like you got it covered."

The younger one, out of annoyance, even made himself a new tattoo - Death to bureaucrats. In general, when Kit finally collected and processed all the necessary documents, Tapi knocked a full six months, he was already sitting on his own, and in his mouth the spoon rang about the first rabbit teeth. Summer and autumn were long gone, and the spirit of Christmas was in the air.

Others stood with the calm confidence of wolves accustomed to taking what they wanted. Alpha Darius Blackthorne remained nearest the platform. He was the host of this year’s Hunt and looked every bit the part. Tall, golden-haired, and dressed in deep blue, he carried none of Ronan’s darkness. His smile was easier. That did not make him safe. A charming predator was still a predator. Cassian remained behind the hunters with the other Betas and advisors. Ronan stood alone. No one seemed willing to stand too close to him. Lyra positioned herself where he would have a clear view of her.

Likewise, he had Elliott in an observation tower that surveyed most of the zoo in case Wigdon decided he preferred another mammal this evening. After the debauchery at NYC, Aaron had done his best to recruit better Hunters. He hadn’t made a lot of headway, but he did have an older gentleman named Rusty and a woman named Connie on the team now. Both of them were in position, paired with Hannah and Eliza respectively. Jamie was nearby in reserve, only there at all in case someone was injured. Rusty was a bit slow, and Connie was hit or miss, but both took direction well, which his teammates appreciated. Not having any argumentative teammates was a plus from their perspective.

And shes there that night! “But strangely... though you are unconscious, you didn't have any internal wounds,” she added after seeing the suspicious in my eyes. She prove as he added the jade, “That contain our recent activity. The whole association hunts the rumored Lycan who cause chaos in the secluded island beneath the Thousand-Volcanoes-” I raise my brows upon the heard of it. “So what did you discover, then?” I ask just as I cut her off. She seems don't mind the cut off and continued with a strange expression, “This is confidential-”

As soon as I inhaled his scent, I instantly recognized that he was a werewolf from our neighboring pack that owned the pharmaceutical company my parents worked for. “Good evening, Beta Luke. It’s nice to see you joining us tonight. And may I ask who this beautiful lady is?” Luke stood up, pulling me up with him. “Of course, Nate. Let me introduce you to my mate, Jasmine.” Luke then looked at me and said, “Jasmine, this is Nate. He manages this restaurant. He’s from the Autumn Moon Pack.”

As the horses continued to rage towards the palace, I noticed Benetton, second-in-command and beta to my father, in the lead. As the horses came to a sudden halt, Benetton dismounted his stead, along with the werewolves who followed closely behind. With a deep sigh, he combed his rain-beaten blonde hair to the back with his hand as he turned to face the mens that had tagged along with him. Benetton was a huge man, a giant, towering above seven feet. Accompanying his height was his massive build, a build that put him amongst the heftiest wolves in all Trinigad. As Benetton stared at the men at his front, a smirk appeared on his face.