Huntress Nightwing Novels & Stories

38- “Setting Targets.” Camilla Castello. “That is Alpha Harden of Shadow Hunters and Alpha Kieran of Night Claws.” Cassain said, as both our gazes were fixed on the two men that were just having a meeting with Adrian and Roseline until the two left them alone, and by the looks of it, they were left fuming. “From what I know, Harden is trying to make his daughter the next official Luna Queen,” Cassain added, giving me more information on the two there.

I ducked under his arm and turned fast enough that his blade sliced across my jacket instead of my spine. My hand caught his wrist and I drove my knee into his stomach to make him bend over just enough for me to slam my knife into his throat while I ripped his weapon free. I looked at his weapon and I instantly knew that something was wrong. The blade was too dark and the edge had a slick shine that didn’t belong. Even in the moonlight I could see the coating along the metal and a memory hit me straight away. It was coated in anti-healing toxin. I felt the anger rise in my stomach because these weren’t random leeches and they had come prepared for wolves. They knew what they were doing and t

“Alpha Henry was Alpha James replacement but obviously didn’t get the hint the first time.” The car stopped and all three men looked at me. I looked at all them them, confused. “For one, Alpha Henry of the Howling Night pack was my uncle. He was shit, but he was my uncle.” Logan sighed and rested his chin on my head. “Also, when you’ve killed 5 Alpha’s it’s kinda a big deal love. That puts a big target on your back.” I looked up at him. “No one knows who The Huntress is. I don’t go announcing who I am everywhere I go. I also don’t normally have witnesses left.” I gave a poignant look at Hector who turned back forward.

"Mortal bring forth your daughter that has requested to take The Trial. Rudina took a step towards The Fox and sat on the floor with her legs crossed. This was a sign that she meant The Fox no harm and it showed she had respect. "Child you have done well. You have shown a strength that reaches far beyond your mortal limits. You chose to help an animal instead of benefit yourself. For that we refer to you now as The Huntress. You will be allowed to come into the woods once a week and hunt for your people as long as you keep the same respect and kindness. Take this amulet."

She should've had her guard up, but she was too freaked out from reading about Garin's mom. The younger shifters had told scary stories around the campfires about a blue-eyed demon who killed unwary wolves in a very particular way. They named her The Huntress. To this day, that name sent spikes of ice down Willow's spine. The Huntress was said to kill her victims slowly, using blades instead of bullets or arrows.

Goddess forbid that to happen again, I prayed. Tasha came forward. “Yes, Luna Sylvia. I accept wholeheartedly. It is my honor and privilege to serve and protect you and your future pups. To death!” She too, lifted her right fist in the air with the shout. Her voice was strong and commanding. I felt proud of my choices. “Thank you, Ladies.” I dismissed the rest of the warriors who bowed and left immediately, leaving my Beta and Gamma behind. “I am so very proud of you, my angel.” Hunter hugged me to him firmly.

He was the first creature to ever, in her entire decade of slaying, to escape her. Since that night she had been completely thrown off her game, and it was all his fault. Now she was crouched here, trapped in a building with a hungry and murderous rogue werewolf because of her sloppy and poorly executed plan. She pulled out her phone but hesitated with it. It was on silent, it would be a total rookie mistake to not have it on silent whilst out hunting. What made her hesitate was how dark the warehouse was. Once she unlocked it, even though her brightness was turned down, it would still be bright enough to draw attention.

His eyes flickering a golden yellow as he turned back to me, his face full of embarrassment and rage. “Your twin sister Raven’s wolf awakened at sixteen years old,” he spat as he stepped past Alistair, my heart pounding in my chest as we came face to face, his icy glare full of contempt. “She’s already one of our most powerful warriors, but you… you are nothing but a wolfless mutt. I have no use for you.”

He solidified only his hands, reaching into armoured chests to clutch beating hearts. The hunters died silently, expressions of horrified recognition frozen on their faces. Not merely recognition of death, but of him. They had known whose justice claimed them. The Shadow Knight eased the bodies to the ground, then retreated into darkness. Eighteen remained. The hunt had begun. The next pair fell similar, struck from shadows they had failed to properly secure. The third required more direct methods when one managed a truncated shout before darkness filled his lungs. By the time half their number had vanished, the remaining hunters had drawn into a defensive circle, backs together, blessed wea

"Before I kill you." "Rush Balista, Leader of the Hunter Warrior Clan." He smiled as he took a step forward. "Now, you... are... mine." He leaped for me, but I grabbed him by the collar and threw him through the sliding glass doors. Glass crashed outward with him, splintering into the living room as Rush fell backward off the balcony, followed by his partner. They both flailed their arms and legs in the air as they fell hard onto the grassy courtyard. They got up, and then other members of Nightshade saw us and pointed up. They started climbing the side of the Compound, headed toward us, roaches crawling after fresh meat.