Manhunt Book Novels & Stories

Earis I might’ve missed my chance to learn about Magnus’s mark or the truth about the Comtesse at Saint Calliope, thanks to my father. But this time I’ve got a plan. Hunter Salem's diary was just as useless as my attempts to inflict pain on a powerful Alpha. I had been so scared, and distracted I didn't sit to realize the best way to kill a monster is to first understand him. Then, find his weakness and kill him from the inside out.

As if knowing my attention was on him, he said silently, "This is the last time you lie to me." Swallowing, I shifted my gaze to the window. Moments dragged by before I rested my forehead on the pane, looking at the thick forests we drove past. Why did he even care anyway? I would have gotten even worse wounds from the torture he would've had his men inflict on me. Through the review mirror, I caught sight of the long line of cars behind us. The Hunt usually spanned a period of just two days. Two days of violently hunting down wild games. The Hunt was a largely anticipated event and I failed to see how something so dangerous could be looked forward to. And not to mention, they'd be killing i