Novel & Cerita Primal Hunting Blind

The shaman had the power to see these things and warn the leaders about them. The second occasion was the Blue Moon Hunt. It was where everyone, mostly alphas and betas, would hunt – mostly hares and other small creatures -- in a designated forest. It was especially loved by full-blooded alpha children of the Alpha and Luna as it was the perfect time for them to showcase their skills, power, and strength.

The creature turned to dust immediately and was inhaled into the belly of the Shadow Leopard. Blistering Cheetah’s eyes flashed with a cruel light, and the Predator turned and slashed at the Shadow Leopard with deadly precision. This time, the beast didn’t dare to be careless. It jumped away from Blistering Cheetah with some weariness, abandoning the other Mythic Class it was going for. Suddenly, an intense feeling of danger assaulted Blistering Cheetah’s senses. Even without turning back, he dashed to the left to evade the powerful swipe of a large paw.

Do I run or do I stay? This is one of the unfortunate times to be blind because it’s such a huge disadvantage. I feel frozen, but suddenly I feel a presence coming up behind me. I prepare myself as a rogue leaped to me to tear into my shoulder. I grabbed it by both sides of its neck as I flipped it into the ground. It growls at me, and I lengthen my claws and tear into his throat. I hate having to take another life, but I know right now everything is life or death and damn it, my mom and I will make it out of this.

I trusted no-one else with my life as much as I did him, and even if he was to betray that trust, I still wouldn't care. Paralysis. I've only once seen my brother use this ability. But it was even more than that. Hayden's paralysis only prevents the prey from escaping, they still felt whatever torture he decided was fit for his victims. There is also a momentary lapse in heart beats that results in lack of oxygen. As much as his prey attempted to move, to fight to stay alive, it was futile. Blood in clots formed at his mouth, a portion falling down his lips as his face turned a deep purple. The other men fell back, dropping their weapons except the guards while they huddled together attempti

"I know that right now, three separate bounty hunter guilds are converging on this district. I know that the 'Iron Hounds' are five minutes out. And I know that you are desperate." "Cut the theatrics," Jack growled, stepping closer. "Where is the prison?" "It’s not a place on a map, boy. It’s a ghost." Blind Eye leaned forward, the servos in his chair whining. "But I have the tracking algorithm. The prison moves. It rides the storms. I have the chip that predicts its path." He tapped his chest pocket. "Give it to me." "Ah, the arrogance of the Sterlings," Blind Eye sighed. "Your father was the same. He thought he could save everyone. He thought morality was a currency. It isn't. Leverage is

Silence settled more heavily around the circle. “Once a hunter has physically restrained a participant and declared his claim before an official witness, his Hunt is complete. He may not release his chosen woman and pursue another.” Several women exchanged nervous glances. Aldric continued. “If a participant reaches the sanctuary before sunrise, she is protected under sacred law. No hunter may touch, pursue, or claim her after she crosses the boundary.” His expression hardened. “Any hunter violating the sanctuary will forfeit his title and territory.” That drew several murmurs.

He swung his hand impatiently and approached me. "What do you want?" I asked, and the man chuckled. "I knew you were pretending to be blind for money, but it's alright. All I care about is having a good time. Come to me, baby. I'll show you heaven…" I wasn't expecting him to see through my act that swiftly, but more surprisingly, this client was an infamous one in this line of work. He claimed no woman could escape his claws. My colleagues were all blind, and they couldn't fight back. The rooms' soundproofing system was, unfortunately, incredible, so screams couldn't be heard.

She took a few shots of what happened and stood there watching with a slow surge of panic that slowly built up in her body. Just as she was there staring at the scene, the sharp eyes of the Z clan men went in the direction where Thyra stood on the cliff. Thyra noticed this too but didn't falter her gaze as it looked as if they were engaged in an eye battle. One of the Z clan men muttered to his colleagues, "She is going to be the first hunt of Alpha Ryker." On hearing this, Alpha Ryker's eyes quickly spun in the direction where the Z clan men stared with a glare so ferocious that if it were possible, Thyra would have fallen dead immediately. It was as if he was marking his prey to be his fir

He took it from me with a smile. “Good job, flower. Now, recite the rules on the way home.” We began to head towards the house where I knew my mother would be waiting for us with sandwiches and chips. He eyed me sideways, waiting patiently. I walked silently for a moment. “Rule 1: the safety needs to be on when you are not actively hunting. Rule 2: Never aim at another person. Rule 3: Only kill what you have to, nothing more. Rule 4: Have respect for every living creature. If your shot doesn’t kill them, end their lives fast. Rule 5: Always shoot to kill.”

(gat lontok pov) I crouched low to the ground, my eyes fixed on the tracks of the wild boar. The forest was alive with the sounds of birds chirping and leaves rustling in the gentle breeze. I had been hunting for hours, and my stomach was growling with anticipation. As the prince of Pasig, it was my duty to provide for my people, and a successful hunt would bring honor to my family and our kingdom.