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I took a seat next to Joy and listened to their conversation while focusing on my food. “Do hunters live in caves?” she asked. Atalanta shook her head, “no, in houses.” “Do hunters hunt their own food, or just wolves? Do they eat the wolves?” Atalanta almost choked on her food, “we keep animals, like chickens, and we hunt for deer. Hunters see werewolves as abominations, so they will not eat them. I honestly mostly got scrapes to eat and usually there wasn’t much meat left over.” “Abominations?!” Joy had said, clearly feeling insulted.

She missed them more and more and longed for both even more than she ever did at this moment, she had to go on and keep moving to get them back as soon as she could. Up next was Abaddon the telepathic demon of hell. Edna had always been a skilled hunter. She had spent years training in the art of tracking and killing her prey, honing her skills until she was one of the most feared hunters in the land. But nothing could have prepared her for what was to come.

"I'm curious. Since you're not affiliated with the garrison, how did you become a monster hunter? Where did you acquire your skills?" "I have nothing to say on that matter." Adrian decided not to divulge his secrets. Nathaniel frowned, pondering. In Mapleston, the garrison was the primary force responsible for monster hunting. Joining them required rigorous training, assessment, and exceptional talent. Independent monster hunters and monster hunting associations existed, but their details and the appearances of their members were registered with the authorities. After searching through the database, it became clear that Adrian lacked any such affiliation or record, prompting the question of

Some didn’t move at all, just stood there, frozen, shaking so hard it looked like the ground was trembling under them. My wolf surged, every instinct demanding I throw Audrey over my shoulder and disappear into the trees. But Caleb blocked my path again, of course, always in the way. “You don’t see it, do you?” Adrian’s voice cracked, high and furious, and he pointed at the hunters with blood dripping down his hand. “They’re not killing anyone. They’re pushing us back.” “What the hell are you talking about?” Caleb snapped. “Look!” Adrian practically screamed it. “They had shots, clean shots, and they didn’t take them. They’re herding. Herding her.” He jabbed his finger at Audrey like she was

Caden asked, having followed us. "I'm fine," I insisted. "You’re bleeding," Adrain growled. He reached to the back of my neck and pulled back, his fingers wet with blood. "Oh." "You should probably get dressed," Caden told Adrian. Adrian stepped away from me and went to his saddlebag. "Where are you going to get clothes?" I asked. I was answered when he pulled out a spare shirt and pants from his saddle bag. "It's not uncommon to forgo the guns and hunt as a wolf at this event," Caden explained. I turned to him. "All the packs have extra clothing."

Adrianna stood at the witness podium, in front of the shifter council.. waiting to address them. Councilman Jerry Hicks, a wolf, tells her to state her business. She cleared her throat, looking at each member, she had a clear view of eleven men.. a twelfth man sat in the corner.. away from the others.. and she couldn't see him, as the shadows of the room didn't allow it. She spoke into the microphone "Gentlemen, I am Adrianna Mosley. My father is the Alpha of our pack, Luna Lake. Three weeks ago, our pack was attacked by hunters.. they killed sixty of our people and abducted my father.

"You have exactly three seconds to explain why you just put your filthy hands on her, or Prince Adriel will tear you into dog meat." Ian raises a single, tense finger and points toward the front entrance. Through the dust and shattered glass, Adriel steps into the shop. He is fully shifted into his Lycan form - a massive, towering wall of midnight fur, claws dripping with dark adrenaline, and eyes glowing a lethal, predatory gold. But he isn't alone. Walking right beside him is another hunter clad in full black tactical gear, the distinct, silver "H" insignia stamped across the chest plate. The second hunter looks at the man holding the gun and shakes her head in pure disgust, lifting her ha

"The Council sent me specifically for you. They want you alive. But they didn't say you had to be undamaged." Adrian doesn't respond. He just shifts back to human form. It's a calculated risk. That Shows dominance. Shows he doesn't need the wolf. They move toward each other. The hunter raises his weapon. Adrian sidesteps with preternatural speed. The blast of energy tears through the wall behind him. Adrian closes the distance. No hesitation. His hand finds the hunter's throat and he squeezes, not mercy but efficiency. But another hunter gets through. This one targets me. Her weapon is different and smaller, sore focused. When she fires, the energy doesn't explode outward. It spirals inward

It was there they kept and trained falcons for hunting. Drawn by the lure of animals and missing Moonshadow with an ache in her chest, Adrienne approached the gray stone broch. What had Hawk meant about treating her like one of his falcons? she wondered. Well, she'd just find out for herself, so she'd know what to avoid in the future.

Which was way behind the others. Straight and tall she stood in denim shorts. She was wearing a hat her hair lean and red were loose her beautiful eyes were keen and watchful as she waited.......until the buck’s head lifted again looking straight at her. A Startled snort and the buck sprang away and the others followed. The girl stood with her hands on her hips watching them go. She knew who was disturbing her, so she lay low and then squatted on her heels glancing around the glade. She followed the buck slowly again and moved with speed hiding behind the pine trees and bushes any normal human being who saw her would think that she was a witch.