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“What do you mean?” “I mean exactly what you’re thinking but are too afraid to say out loud.” Hunter looked me dead in the eyes, his voice strong and confident. “Have you ever wondered if… if maybe, Xavier isn't the victim? That he’s the one playing the big game, the one controlling the pieces while everyone else thinks he’s trapped?”

Hunter asked and crossed his legs. I can't focus if I keep on laying in the blanket. So, I sat as well. "No. Please, walk me through," I said. There might have been some things that I clearly have mislook and who knows? I can discover things directly from him. "Okay," he sighed. Hunter seemed jittery. Or more likely anxious. He kept on saying things to buy him time to execute a perfect lie to cover up whatever hideous agenda he had. "I mean the treehouse symbolizes my age when I was just a little kid," he said with a meaningful smile.

Thinking they sent the hunter into a trap they all turned and smiled at the hunter. "Well aren't you a stupid one. Following four girls into an alley way. You must want to die." The hunter scuffled and smirked. He pulled out a wooden stake and flipped it around in his hand. "I think it is the other way around. You want to die bloodsucker." Kat snickered at him and then pointed at the stake. "You need a reality check, what you still living in the 15th century, upgrade the model dude. Is your dick the same way, needing an upgrade."

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer

This sentiment is quite understandable, as their lineage lacks werewolf genes, unlike the Valentines and the other retired families known as true-blood hunters. These true-blood hunters possess the coveted werewolf genes that set them apart. In contrast, families like The McKnights and the current hunters within the bureau fall into the category of Lesser Hunters. These Lesser Hunters were once fully human but have acquired supernatural abilities, somewhat akin to those of the true-bloods, through the use of Talismans. While they may not match the true-bloods in strength, they still manage to get the job done.

"Let's get those damn trackers out of us." We waited an extra day, just in case more came. The mountain remained eerily quiet, the snow undisturbed except for the tracks we had left behind. By the time the sun began to dip behind the trees, casting long shadows across the frozen ground, we were packing up and heading down. The whole thing felt wrong. Orin. Jade. Werewolf hunters turning into what they hunted? All of it felt off. What was the point of it all? The truck came into view, buried under a layer of snow, and I couldn’t have been happier to see it.

He twisted the blade aside, off his throat. With a roar, Julian used Maya’s legs to kick the Hunter’s knee. CRACK. The Hunter crumpled onto one leg, but Julian didn’t stop. He lunged, locking onto the Hunter’s shoulders. They tumbled across the ground—lab coat and silver armor tangled together. “You’re me!” the Hunter shouted, bucking to throw Julian off. “Just a shadow! I’m the better version!” “You’re just a puppet!” Julian’s voice roared from Maya’s mouth, dark and solid, “And puppets don’t have hearts!”

I asked suddenly feeling alarmed. "Sort of, not all hunters kill but they are mostly known for it. See hunters are just human beings with the ability to attract the supernatural to them. Their blood has a certain smell that draws the supernatural. There is a certain brotherhood of hunters which dedicates themselves to finding hunters, brainwashing them to attract, hunt, and kill any supernatural creature, that's why hunters are dangerous to us. Finders are also a treasure to the brotherhood, but they never recruit females for some reason."

If Troy is trying to win me over, why would he tell me about another guy that would be a good match for me potentially? Troy’s eyebrows and shoulders lift a fraction of an inch. “Because I want you to have the opportunity to be happy, even if being happy means not being with me. I do want to warn you that Hunter is a bit of an animal, though. There have been a lot of issues with him over the years.” I can tell he's speaking from experience, and I nod my head grateful for his revelations and honesty. “Thank you for telling me that you didn't have to.”

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”