Mission: Save The Hunter Novel Novels & Stories

“Here’s the rules of the game ye wee sly lass. It’ll do ye well to listen. Ye’ll get a five-minute head start before we come looking for you in these woods.” The man in front of me who I now know to be Walker, steps off to the side as if moving out of my way while my captor continues explaining. “The objective is to do whatever it takes to not get caught. If ye make it back to the manor before one of us catches you or by sunrise, ye wins the game and weel release ye fit as a fiddle. If ye don’t make it back though and one or both of us catches you, we win. Ye ken?”

HUNTER I was buried in paperwork, my desk cluttered with files and my phone buzzing intermittently with emails. I was on the verge of signing a very important deal and didn't trust anyone to handle it better than I would. It kept me so focused until a message notification broke my concentration. I picked up my phone, glancing at the screen, and froze. 'Please help me, I'm in danger, someone wants to kill me. He kidnapped me, took me to an abandoned school in the outskirts of town and I just managed to send this message to you. I don't want to die. Please save me, Hunter.'

"It worked, didn't it?" Only then did her eyes fall to my injured shoulder. Her smile faded as she slowly reached toward the bandaged wound...then stopped. "I heard you took the shot for a hunter girl." I sighed. "Your informant was well detailed." She folded her arms. "Why?" "Why would you protect a hunter?" "What kind of selfless act was that?" "Those hunters wouldn't hesitate to kill you..." "...yet you saved one of them." If only she knew. If only she knew that hunter wasn't just another human...

His emerald gaze burned into me. I gulped. "Yes," I whispered. He made a small tsk sound. "Better." The tension in my shoulders eased the moment his eyes lowered. But it was back the moment he touched me again, helping me to redo the buttons of my shirt with the same hands that had just finished destroying my composure. The car slowed to a stop. "We've arrived," the chauffeur called out from the front part of the limo. Alessandro turned to me. "Welcome home, pretty boy."

My retaliation was a public humiliation in front of the entire university that Gary could not simply ignore. The game of humiliation he had carefully planned had turned into a public judgment of him and his lackeys. It broke the last of his restraint and made him go mad. He dropped the civility and stopped testing the waters. That night, the app posted an unprecedented "Ultimate Hunting" Quest. The title was crimson red. [Ultimate Hunting Quest. Capture Sinead alive and take her to the abandoned classroom building in the north.]

The thought of skinning the angel alive made me happier than it should. Finally we were mere miles from the base, Todd was going as fast as he could, the Nephilim had slowed thanks to our gunfire, and they probably did not care to chase us any longer. I had no idea how they communicated but it seemed as though as a whole group they had slowed, some even wheeling in the air to turn around. The Hunters on watch saw us coming, and I heard gunfire above our heads as they let loose on our pursuers. Thank goodness we were finally within range, which meant we were mostly safe. I saw the gates open, heavily armored guards on either side, their weapons trained to the sky; we flew past them in the tru

It'll be too late until he reaches there. His heart stuttered. Was she going on a death mission? No! She couldn't fight alone against Alonso. No! No! No! Hunter was already running out of the mansion as he mind-linked Rasmus, Luca, and his warriors.

All the guards pull their bows and arrows. They point them at me. They are going to fire silver arrows at me. They are going to kill me. But Hunter holds up a hand to stop them. I halt. The whole world stops. "I always knew you were destined to be a luna," Hunter says. Then I turn and run. I don't stop. I can't stop. I run out of my pack grounds, knowing I will never return. I run as far and as fast as I can. I run into the forest.

His words hang in the air, heavy with regret. "I tied Alison's wound up, placed her in a safe spot, and then tailed Denzel and his men," Hunter continues. "We clashed, and I finally got my revenge. I burned Denzel to death like I'd planned for ages." I release a weighted sigh. "You can't make a deal with the devil and expect it to be victorious." Hunter's gaze meets mine, haunted. "A mistake I'll never forget." The doctor and healers arrive, swiftly surrounding Alison in a desperate bid to save her. With skilled hands and ancient wisdom, they employ every modern medical technique and timeless healing ritual to revive her.

But when I try to turn the doorknob, my unease only deepens. The events of earlier start to flood in; from Madam Kwakye’s change of attitude to my encounter with Zavere and the guard I thought I’d knocked out. I turn to Saturn. “You said I hit my head… that Hunter brought me here.” The girl peers at me and, after a moment, chuckles. “Yeah, I see you’ve figured it out,” she says between her chortles. “Hunter killed a guard for hurting you then brought you here. Haha.” She points to me and falls on her side to the couch. “The look of your face… Hehe…”