Mike Hunt Meaning Novels & Stories

Ayden asked. Micah blinked a few times as if trying to put some pieces together, he slowly relaxed his body and sat back on the chair and stared into a distance. “Hmm...There is talent but there is something else, I think they are hiding something.” Micah’s gaze was filled with mystery. Ayden felt a bit cold when he heard those words, he bent closer and asked suspiciously. “You think they are planning something against us?” Ayden asked. “Nope...it’s just that the Hunter guy...he doesn’t seem that simple, I keep on having a feeling that I know him from somewhere,” Micah muttered.

Maybe, it wasn’t an impossibility, he was already an Alpha of his own breed of hybrids – Hunters. It wouldn’t surprise me if one day he was crowned king of either Hunters or Lycans. Then there was Mike, twice he had stepped in as acting King in Kellen’s absence. He may never hold the title of king, but he fought, commanded, and led like one. He wasn’t just a royal Beta; he had proven that time and time again.

That Natalia sure is fearless, but it would soon be her turn after I had dealt with Emily. I had asked Mike for his help some days ago before we entered the wilderness but the proud guy refused to help, if I had all the powerhouses in the training session at my beck and call, it would have been easier to hunt that slut down. Mike was a very powerful person, although he was not as powerful as Jack, he was second only to him. I had thought that the guy would give me face as the most beautiful and renowned She-wolf in the training session, but the guy just shunned me, he did not even allow me to talk.

Hoping he will dress like a normal human being. "Hunter my buddy!" He shouted as I stood up to shake him. His face seemed stressed but his voice was still bubbling. Then, I understood that Mike was mysterious. "Trying to think if your baby mama didn't allow leaving?" I asked jokingly as we sat back after a deafening sound of our handshake. "Come on, I am just innocent as you know" "Not the Mike I know. This particular one I know is just one of a kind" "What's the main issue that brought me out of my comfort zone?" He asked with his serious tone coming back to him.

Like he was barely holding it together. His eyes tracked my every move, every small gesture. People slowly started filing out of the room. And as I stepped through the doorway, my lungs finally filled with air again. The cold hallway air hit me like a relief. The Hunt... it was a major event, usually held outside the castle, deep in the wilderness—untamed forests for the most part. Would I... would I have the chance to be alone with him out there? I needed to come up with a plan—some way to be alone with him in a tent... or maybe a room.

"I don't care how long it takes or what it costs. The Covenant killed her. They need to answer for that." Mike was quiet for a long moment. "You know," he said finally, "when we were kids, when you first told me about your mom, I didn't really understand. Didn't understand why you hated Antonio so much. Thought you were being dramatic." "And now?" "Now I get it. If someone hurt Eve, if someone killed her while I just stood by....I'd spend the rest of my life hunting them too." Mike met his eyes. "So yeah. Whatever you need to destroy The Covenant, I'm in. All the way."

she retorted. My heart skipped a beat. Not because I didn't expect him to do that, but because it was too soon. “HXP?” I asked, even though I already knew what it meant. Hunt. Extract. Purge. “He said it would be the biggest the world has ever seen. He had started gathering his resources ever since Cassian's memories were first wiped. He said nothing to anyone until he made the connection between Professor Voss and the Lycan king. He knows Magnus had an influence on your disappearance,”

The ID showed my photo, but there was an additional codename under my name. "We deal with digital threats the public never sees. We are the swords responsible for cutting away the darkness the law cannot reach. Sinead Hill's life has already ended. She is free now. She will become a legend and inspire more women to be brave." He looked into my eyes, his gaze sharp. "Now, welcome to Camelot. Your talent should not be wasted on small targets. Welcome to the real Hunting Ground." I looked at the codename on the ID, then looked up at the world outside the window.

“I think so. I know not all hunters glow when they use theirs, so I’m not sure if the glow is from my gift or from the god part of me.” “Dorian, was there anything in the archives about a hunter glowing when using their gift? I don’t think I’ve ever heard of that either.” Alpha Avery asks him. “Alpha, the only gift that causes a hunter to glow, is when the gift has something to do with seeing or ‘interacting’ with a soul. There are no hunters that currently have a gift like that. Any kind of soul gift is extremely rare.” Well shit. “So if I’m on a hunt, and I use my gift, I’ll glow and give away where I am. And any other hunters that are with me. That seems like the exact opposite of helpful

“Whatever it is, I think it is time we find out. I don’t want to be a sitting duck for Vex.” Duncan mind linked Mike to meet them outside the swamp off Sampson’s road in thirty minutes. Mike was the strongest warrior they had. Built like a tank, Mike showed no mercy against their enemies. He was also adept at torture. His viciousness a contradiction difficult to get your mind around while watching his gentle and loving interactions with his two daughters. It was reminiscent of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Whenever they needed information from someone, his talent was unmatched. Duncan’s POV