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I looked around the crowd, seeing all their eyes were on Luca, but I was confused. “Who the hell is Sloan,” I inquire with a puzzled look on my face. Sukie is the first to step towards me, but she turns to address the crowd. “The show is over. Please go back to your routines,” she shouts, and everyone slowly scatters back to their tents. Sukie turns to me with a sigh. “Sloan is a bounty hunter. She’s an excellent tracker. Since we’re not wolves, and we have no way to track scents, we go to her when we need to find someone,” Sukie explains as her eyes slightly shift over to Luca.

“The Luna didn’t want him knowing that there was even a cure. She was more than comfortable with him dying. At least she got to rule the pack for a while. “But then, she knew that Alpha Cassian was going to die eventually. And she had her favorite—the one that was going to live. And the Alpha’s life was never normal.” That explains why he understands the things Nate and I are going through. The priestess finally looks up at me again. “Have you made your decision?” she asks, and I shake my head. “I can’t make a decision,” I whisper. “Not like this.” She nods. “Good thing you’re taking your time. Now, why are you here?”

It's hard enough to hurt. Sera smashed across the station floor, skidding through blood and broken glass. Jonas shouted her name and unloaded another burst of UV rounds. Husen blurred sideways between them. Too fast. One second near the pillar. Next second, directly in front of Jonas. The hunter barely managed to raise the rifle before Husen grabbed the barrel and crushed the metal in one hand.

The future of the Adio hunters is looking bright indeed. And not just here. Sameer and Muhsin are taking the guild to a new level staying on par with my new values. Hunters are being trained to investigate deeper into situations before assuming the supernatural being is the problem. It’s opening so many new doors.

Tasha I waited for Lee to climb into the shower after thoroughly checking to see if I was asleep. I knew they had drugged me every night since the funeral a little over two weeks ago so that I would sleep but the last few days it was lasting less and less. I was waking up earlier and I had been biding my time. I didn’t want to be here. I knew they loved me and I loved them, too, but I was broken. Empty. I knew nothing would ever make me feel better. My parents had instilled that suicide was wrong so deeply into my being that I knew I could never do it, no matter how desperately I wanted to die.

The hunter groaned as he stood up from the ground and looked around for help, but most of the wolves had already jumped into their escape cars and headed back to the packhouse while Azreal was ordering others to set fires and explosives he had gotten from the moon only knew where. Jay ran toward his sister but stopped as she turned her head to growl at him like a rabid animal, “Mj you have to stop,” he yelled over the sound of cars rushing by, and she ignored him, so he kept going, “please little sister, you are not like him, you don’t have to take another life,” he tried to plead with her, and it seemed to work because she immediately stopped all forward motion and just hovered over the mot

Joshua and Ysabelle was went to the rooftop and they were close to the helicopter, they were a few steps away from getting on when suddenly someone shot at the fuel tank. Richard almost choked on air in shock. Joshua and Ysabelle froze as their hearts sank, standing there was a beautiful woman in black. She was in tight suits with blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. She was the word number one female killer, Lesly hunter! Joshua glared at her as Ysabelle tried to calm down. She had started to walk in front of Joshua, planning to fend bullets with her own body. But how could Joshua bear with that? Knowing what she was about to do, he quickly pulled Ysabelle to side away from his front.

I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes. He fell to a quivering mass on the ground and I hit the top of the roof twice, letting Aaron know we were alone again. The green Ute slowed to a crawl, but didn't stop. I slipped my gun back into it's waiting home and dropped to a crouch, searching the nearest bags for the extra bulb the boys had brought back with the new food supplies. The adrenalin rush had left me breathless and shaky, but I needed to fix the light. The longer it was out, the longer we had a direct, unlit path to the car.

She wasn't looking for love but he made sure to snatch the bit of her truce leaving her with no choice but to go with Agatha. Silvia still felt goosebumps recalling the vision she had in that guest room at Catherine's wedding when Hunter cornered her. It was Hunter, he was coated in blood from head to toe, reeking of terrifying death while prowling towards her with an ax in his hand. Murder danced in his demonic eyes and she knew it was her end as he lunged at her. They say being a seer was a blessing but only if they knew.

"I don't have anything I love." "Don't lie!" the hunter barked, glancing at a terrified Silas. "We know why you're here. You're soft. And softness gets people killed." "Is that what you think?" Susan asked. In a blur so fast it wasn't even a movement, just a shift in reality, she was suddenly standing an inch away from the lead assassin’s face. He didn't even have time to gasp. "I am the thing that kills people. And right now, you are making me very, very bored."