Predators Novels & Stories

She spat. The space wobbled, and she found herself standing in the midst of an unfamiliar forest, watching two wolves square off with twelve men surrounding them. As Elyssa wondered what this alpha duel had to do with her, the black wolf pinned his opponent to the ground and sank his teeth into his throat. In a fit of rage, he ripped off half his throat, howling as he shifted.

And if it is, are we in danger by them? I gawked at the paper. My lips twitched when reading over Darby's death again. But they had caught him. My heart sank and I dropped the paper back to the table. I stared out the window as if the news was indifferent to me. "The wolves in this area," Frank said next to me in his abused recliner. "They are one of kind, aren't they. A whole pack of them is quite intimidating when you're alone in the woods." A small gasp left my lips as I whirled toward him.

When they see what the barriers did to then, they start escaping, running for their lives since the predator who is the top of the food chain, the Dzhimara's wolf is no more powerless. They howl at their pending victory and leap towards their enemy, shredding their bellies and decapitating them to they won't come back to life. Numbers of enemies are decreasing. They were winning big time. Kristopher came closer to them and stop Abram, calling out to Maksim, Nikolai and Ambrose.

The wild hares remain in the same place jumping around nibbling on the pieces of oat hays that Phobos scattered around as bait. "Do you have your knives?" He inquires whilst taking back my attention. Looking down to my right at the earth I pick them up and raise them for him to see. "Yes." I reply. "The knives will not kill them but it will hit them if thrown well. I shall take a hit as a kill." He mutters. Getting into a crawling position digging my nails into the soil I glare up at the wild hares analyzing their movements. Phobos told me that there are merely two things that exist in today's world. A predator and prey.

I refuted. “You think they don’t come here? Anything can happen at night. That’s the time predators of the night roam the forest and the streets.” He snickered at my thought. “You mean like searching and hunting down for preys?” I asked. He hummed with a smirk as he neared me like one of those predators. Slowly stepping back to increase the distance between us when he reduced it, I shivered as a cold tremor traveled the length of my back.

“How can you say so? Have you already seen one?” “You still have a lot to learn, Migi.” He smiled a little widely, ruffling her hair. “They’re everywhere. I’d say you might even have encountered them already; only, you cannot perceive them as one. Camouflage as what you might say. They’re good at that. After all, they are a supernatural existence gifted with different abilities, which you might have—like everyone else around you.”

They were the ones at the forefront and Jim and the old man's family were way behind, panicking and fidgeting but not leaving their position even though the other people in the crowd were running amok. "I know what you are thinking, but most predators would rather hunt the weak ones. It's less stressful." John explained after seeing Wilson look back at Him and the family. "They are berserk now, which means they will be trying to kill everyone in the vicinity. So, they will most probably face those running away first. We will use that chance to retreat till we are out of their territory." Lee explained.

Wow, there must also be a wolf, Lia thought. "They have many animals named golfers. from what I gather, I think the predators are their allies and the prey are the people they are preying on. I found Willow family in Goat. So I have to see where Brooks family records are. And then I can get free from this stupid stuff." Aster was. very enthusiastic about this. Lia loved his enthusiasm. He was really happy about this. "Yes, they have an elaborate system but the constant is the prey and predators thing. I think they could sort using some algorithms. But what does that matter to is? Right? If they are sloppy, less work for us."

Chapter Twenty-nine [The predators and the whirlwind] With unclouded vision, Elaine observed the medium-sized creeping snakes that were causing the bamboo trunk stacks to collapse and their broods to vanish. “I now realize that they prey on my hens and pets at night when fewer people are around.” As they search for victims to consume, the predators are famished. “We failed to use smoke to drive them away and safeguard our livestock.” She raises her head in prayer, asking for protection over her food and money sources.

She flipped open to a specific page, and on the top of the chapter was a hand-drawn copy of the sigil for the Predators. "As far back as the 1400s, the Predators have remained very elusive," she began. "They started as a subsect of the Kindred, and before the Blood Pact came into existence, they operated as what they called Human Hunters. Even though back then, Kindred were able to feed on humans without consent, there were still regulations in place to ensure the survival of the human race. Of course, the Human Hunters didn't follow this rule, and the beliefs of this long-forgotten group can still be seen in the

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