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“You’ve done it. You have finally done it!” I shifted on to find the eyesore there. Locking onto the man I had dragged here, who was now propped against a rusted column. He was observed at the embrace, the sight, at the blood, at the look in Kristine’s eyes. He laughed. Motherfucker was laughing like it was the funniest thing he had ever seen. "Oh, what a beautiful sight," Edric wheezed, wiping blood from his chin. "The top 4th assassin of the underworld, The Hunter, has finally decided to drop the mask of innocence?”

I still wasn’t a hundred percent sure if I believed everything that he had said, but he did know an awful lot. He casts his eyes over her, “All good.” “What’s happening?” Maddie asks, her voice going up a notch. “Can you shift?” I repeat, but keep my eyes on Abraxas. “No, I swear.” Abraxas yawns, “She’s telling the truth.” “Are you some kind of psychic?” Maddie mutters Abraxas laughs. “No, I’m a Hunter.” Maddie almost falls out of her seat as she tries to back away from him. “You lured us here to be killed by a Hunter?” She demands, edging behind the desk toward me.

The room’s shadows seem to cling to them, amplifying their menacing presence. The hunter’s eyes scan the room, cold and calculating. They spot me, and for a moment, their gaze seems to pierce right through me. There’s a flicker of recognition, but then they’re turning their attention back to Luke. The hunter pulls out a weapon—a sleek, silver blade with intricate engravings that catch the light.

He questions, “why would Lucifer come after me if Joshua can't remember anything?” “You killed Larry's family. His wife got killed, and his child is coming for you.” Shadow Hunter feels the hair of his arms standing up. Letting the girl go, he walks up to Santiago and points a gun to his head, “any last words?” “Yes!” “What?” “You're finished! Look behind you.” Lucifer is standing with the pistol, pointing it at the head of the guy who was torturing Santiago, and Without further hesitation Lucifer kills him. “How did you know I am here?”

He quickly dropped the chair and swerved out of the way of a flying fist and meandered his way out the door. Outside the bar Sly fox allowed the fresh cool evening air to cool his body. Even though he has had a lot of drinks he was still sober enough to track down his killers. He pulled out the smartphone, corp issued, and brought out everything about the assassin he needed to take down in this hunt. This was his fourth hunt which means he is a delta. He leered at the image of a hot brunette that filled his screen.

I really want to know his conclusion. “The night hunter has killed 45 men, and these men are from different packs; they don’t have any history together, so why did the night hunter kill them?” he asked. They were involved in the massacre of my pack. “That is suspicious; how does he even do it? Passing the tight security in the academy and whipping the camera footage, it’s very suspicious,” Yasmine said. Well, what can I say? Not only am I a skilled warrior, talented in martial arts, but I am also a very skilled hacker. I have my little gadgets, and where do I keep them? I have a little hut deep in the woods, and that is where I did my little research. I make sure the hut can’t be traced to m

Hunter suddenly answered, pushing my hands away from him and shaking his head aggressively. “Just… no. Stop. Suzy is my mate. She has my mark. I feel the bond with her. You’re just… you’re… I don’t know you. I don’t! You’re just trying to trick me!” “Hunter, Suzy is the one that tricked you.” Carolina said and Hunter snapped his head towards her.

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.

"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."

My brother asks as we make our way into the garage’s living area. Years ago, Priest converted an old warehouse in the outskirts of Manhattan to rehab cars. He lived there until he met his wife Sage and lost his best friend, the now-deceased former Confradia tech, Hunter Cohen. Before I came around, Hunter was the Confradia’s prime hacker. Now, I’m one of their top techs. But unlike Hunter, I trained and became an assassin. After Hunter’s death, the garage was used by visiting Confradia Assassins to stay at and for Confradia meetings.