Novel & Cerita Hunters Of Justice Fanfic

The hunters smiled amid the disaster, and I unleashed my power, striking them hard. The hunters got up and looked at me with pure hatred. “You won't get near Selene or the baby over my dead body,” I said firmly. They raised their weapons, but Nick and Zanders in their wolf forms approached them and attacked. Nick shattered some hands, but Zanders was much more violent and visceral, tearing the chests of several hunters to the point of death. It was a very gruesome scene, but I felt a momentary relief that consumed me inside. “There are more,” Nick said. “More are coming, many more. I think it's best to get Selene out of here right now.”

“But hear me out: what if the court doesn’t care about the truth? What if they only see what they want to see? What if they don’t want an odd little werewolf who was rejected by her first mate as the Luna of their latest capital? Hunter crossed the room and crouched in front of me, his hazel eyes warm with reassurance. “That won’t ever happen in a hundred years. No, you mean no capital for them. You’ve got us on your side. We’ll fight for you, no matter what it takes.”

"I don't need to win, Aria. I just need you to lose. Need you to understand what it feels like to have everything taken away, to face destruction because someone else decided your choices were wrong." He turned to his five hunters, his voice carrying command authority that spoke of practiced leadership. "That love died when she chose him over me. When she chose justice over everything we could have built together." The hunters' postures shifted, enhanced capabilities manifesting as they prepared for combat. Through my analytical abilities, I processed their formation- professional, coordinated, designed to overwhelm through numbers and tactical superiority. And through our resonance, I felt

It seems the distraction team is having fun. Racing toward the nearest hunter, I turn my fingers into claws and swipe them across his face. The hunter screams, dropping the knife he was about to stab toward me to clutch the wounds I just caused. Before he can retaliate, I have already made my way behind him and quickly snapped his neck. The sickening snap is satisfying to my ears. By the time the chaos settles and the rest of the hunters have been taken down, only two remain alive—Marcus and a black male with crisp braids.

and she closed her eyes. "Alia....No......" Hunter placed his head on hers as she began to dissolve. I grunted in pain as one of the strips on my arm started glowing red. "Are you okay" Sydney attempted to touch me but I pushed her hands away "Am fine". I walked up to Hunter who was still on his knees "Hunter, I....... He suddenly stood up "Let's go home". * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

I needed to gain their trust so stopping some hunters would make them trust me. We spent the next few days planning our attack on the hunters. I shared everything I knew about their operations and their movements. We scouted out their place and made a plan to take them down. As the day of the attack approached, I found myself growing more and more anxious. This was it, the moment of truth. I could finally use this opportunity to get my revenge, but at what cost? And get them to trust me. I wasn't ready to lose this opportunity. When the day finally came, we were ready. We stormed into the hunter's hideout, our weapons drawn. The fighting was fierce, but we held our own. I could feel my heart

"You know how much this infuriates me. I need justice for Tracy and that won't happen if he refuses to say anything." "How about that pesky alpha I thought he volunteered to help you?" Hunter probed switching tge conversation and we were already asked once but this is so entirely different. "He did," "he is currently upset that I am snuggling up with Tracy. She is my mate for Pete's sake.x' "And big boy wants you far away from her isn't it?" "He is a second away from gobbling me up right here and now." "I'm on my way back to the hospital, do you have any specific requests done,"

Khalid, no The Hunter shrugged, leaning back, schooling his facial expression as he stretched an arm across the back of the sofa. I don’t care what his sob story is. I’m not going to use his name even in my head. I have to keep that in mind. I don’t want to slip again. It’s a slippery slope, and I don’t need any distractions. There cannot be any distractions this time. This time I will succeed and have my justice at long last. “Fine!” I threw my hands in the air in defeat. “A deal is a deal. You gave your story, so it’s only fair. The clan wants to turn me into their Ductus because I’m here to kill him.”

“They’re trying to make another weapon. Another you.” Tyler’s gaze snapped to me, wild and agonized. “Aria…” His voice cracked, half his, half something else. “Help me.” I stumbled forward, but Jace caught my wrist. “Don’t,” he hissed. “He needs me,” I shot back, yanking against his grip. “He’s not Tyler anymore,” Jace said, eyes burning into mine. “At least not right now.” The hunters surged forward, chains glowing with runes clutched in their hands.

Felicia was tasting her patience. Felicia closed her eyes and chanted. What Hunter saw next made her change into a naked Ciandra. ** Beta Garrick had a candle in his hand. It was falling on Alpha Hunter’s thin body. Alpha Hunter was repeating over and over, “My daughter is dead. I can’t help you.”