Primal Hunter Book 10 Audiobook Novels & Stories

Without the pack, I will be nothing. I shiver, unsure of what to do. But before I can think it through, I hear a snap in the woods. Followed by another. And another. They come on hard and fast, an avalanche of branches breaking, and I sense that a war has arrived at our doorstep. “Ambush!” I shout. I am the first of our pack to break into action. I turn and see a huge pack of rogues streaming from the woods, and I am already in motion, racing to meet them.

For a brief second, I let myself forget why I was here. Then I took one step forward and I slipped, and then I collided with solid, unyielding muscle. I froze. A strong arm reached around my waist to steady me, and I froze. Slowly, painfully, my gaze lifted. Chase Hunter stood in front of me, shirtless, water trailing down his chest and clinging to his skin like it belonged there. His dark hair was damp, pushed back carelessly, droplets sliding from his jaw to his collarbone. His eyes met mine and his expression darkened instantly. The faint curve of his mouth disappeared, replaced by a look of pure revulsion, hatredl flaring in his frosty grey eyes like a sudden storm.

The Hunter shrieked, its humanoid form flickering, core unstable, energy surging unpredictably. We pressed forward, every strike coordinated, every movement a dance of survival and fury. My wolf surged, claws ripping, teeth sinking, energy spiraling outward in a living weapon. The Hunter’s core pulsed violently, splitting into multiple fragments, each one more powerful than before. It’s adapting faster than we can fight! Azrael shouted. We focused on the largest fragment, the core. Energy surged, claws striking, bond flaring. Each hit caused sparks to erupt, sending debris flying. The forest trembled under the sheer force.

Feeling the need to capture one of them, my afternoon run just became an afternoon hunt I went into the river moving quietly as the water masked my scent and any noise that I may have made When I reached over to the other side I slowly made my way to a tree then lowered myself from out of my prey's view, waiting for my chance to make a move As I saw the opening that I needed I leaped out from behind the tree and pranced onto the dear , tearing into its neck with my canines, as it struggles to be freed When it had finally stopped moving I placed it onto the ground then took a seat as i tear the animal a part eating its flesh I don't usual go about eating raw meat even though it's in

A man on foot had broken free of his hiding spot and was gunning it after us, running at an impossible speed. I didn't need to see the light sucking black surrounding his pupils, annihilating the whites of his eyes to know what he was. I could tell by the way his arms jerked as he bounded towards us, closing the gap between hunter and prey. I slipped my gun from the holster strapped to my thigh and let off three rounds the same instant the front tire ran a hole, jarring my shots and sending them wide. "Keep it steady!"

I tightened my grip and was shocked when I heard a loud growl followed by a big explosion. [This is not good! I have to be quick!] When the shaking stop, I got on my feet and started walking. Carefully, listening to find the source of the growls and explosions, I'm thankful to the Great high Abba, able to search where the sounds came and, while getting nearer in the direction where the explosions were, I started to panic. I started to run and run until I saw an ugly murderous, furious monster growling before Alfonso. The horrible creature is bleeding. The stripes that Alfonso did with his sharped pointed silver sword in the monster's gigantic body were evidence that it was weak compared to u

Paul took a deep breath as if stealing himself before telling me, “ I heard the Beta Nova’s father was Hunter and trained her how to be one herself.” This piece of information made me completely lose my shit. Unable to control my conflicting emotions I jumped out of the open window to go for a run. As it was I needed to hunt and kill something to calm myself. Even Echo was angry at the situation. Once hitting the ground I shifted before running to the woods.

Her eyes went to the leather cover, bare of any text to give away the title. “From my understanding, you have a special interest in beast mythology. I hope this book would do you some justice for your studies.” His voice was light and crisp like a cold winter morning. She looked up at him as she took the book and placed it in her backpack. “Thank you, I’ll be sure to return it once I’m done.” She said, and he rested a hand on her shoulder. A chill ran through the spot he touched, running along her skin until goosebumps formed. It wasn’t a sensation she enjoyed. She looked into his dark eyes, wanting to move, yet she felt paralyzed. He slowly smiled at her, it was charming, but there was some

My heart thrilled at the sound of that voice, but my stomach plummeted when I looked up. Rig prowled towards us across the linoleum of the entrance, shoulders wide and chin low, his hair falling over his eyes—eyes that blazed with rage. Gone was the sweet, funny guy who’d stuffed me full of food that afternoon. Gone was the gentle giant who’d tickled a kitten. This Rig was all predatory strength and grace. He was a daring, wicked hunter, eyes burning with malice and threat. Instinctively, I took a step back to give him room as he strode right up to Natalie, hissing, “You’re done here.”

‘The hunters’ was all it said on the front, the same book Kyan and Zekan had spent days looking for. I quickly dashed out of the library and headed straight to see Talon. I pushed his heavy doors open to see him sitting in his large chair looking thoughtfully as Zekan and Kyan both sat at the centre table. They all looked straight at me as I bounded into the room. “I found this!” I rushed out as I held out the book to Talon. He looked at it as his eyes widened. “The book about the hunters!” He breathed out as he took it from me. Both Kyan and Zekan stood up from their seats in surprise.