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The two boys instantly fell silent. “You’re just a bunch of idiots,” Cornelia muttered beside her. Suhee took the gun from Trunks’s trembling hands, adjusted her stance, and fired five precise shots—each one hitting dead center. She turned toward the boys, calm but menacing. “Next time,” she said coolly, “I might change my target.” Alejandro and Ryan stiffened, eyes wide. Suhee turned back to Trunks. “Are you okay?” He nodded. “Don’t worry,” she said with a faint smile, brushing her fingers against his. “As long as you’re with me, I’ll be the one pulling the trigger.” Trunks smiled back and held her hand.

“We all know the only way hunters would have made it through that veil is if access was granted to them. And…” “One of us,” I sigh, feeling a migraine coming on. Luca and Nyra are right. Someone who has the power to scale through that veil unscathed must have helped them. And it cannot have been a regular pack member. It’s someone much stronger. “And how are we even sure they are hunters?” Nyra says, her hand reaching for a shirt on the floor before she decides against it, the look of disgust in her eyes. “I mean, it could be anything, right?”

I breathed hard, dragging my body up as I crawled forward on all fours like a fucking dog. I didn't stop, didn't even look back, not even when the air around me stiffened. Not even when the animals went quiet and the trees froze as though they had held their breath. Because deep down, I already knew what this meant. Growing up, I heard stories, rumours by the other slaves about the Hunter's Territory. No one dared to cross last this line, not even Alpha's or Betas and especially, not Omegas like myself. This land belonged to someone or something more deadly and mysterious.

It was too low to hear anything, but when Ventura’s pale green vampire eyes fell on me, his smile widened, showing me his long canines. “I wanted to ask, what happened to the girl in the file?” Ventura questioned as he slid to the edge of his seat and leaned closer to me. “Surely, Ventura, you already know. The report I gave my father was thorough. She’s a bounty hunter who had been given the Michael Umbridge contract. Her sole job was to bring him to jail. Which she successfully did.”

Ramsy boasted. Delta Ramsy mustered little heed to Higgins' pitiful state as the spat to the soon to-be corpse in his wake. Hunters were members of the resistance, who were mostly humans that had their only goal to be liberating their people and domineering the greater mass of carnivorous beast that desired to usurp any attempts they made to establish a system like theirs or breed enough to try. Higgins' life was dangling on a thin thread, his hands laid across the two ends of the baracade by chains anchored to his wrists and a weakened resolve from that death that just insisted on taking its time before truly drawing the life out of him.

Suddenly she suggests. So, Memphis do what Mrs. Cruz suggest and found a lot of trash in that bag within the fruits peel, chips plastics, and water bottle. There are also some t-shirt, shorts, and undergarments that she has, "What is that?" Andrei noticed something in it, "Oh, There! See, There's a little zipper in there!" Andrei points to the zipper he sees, a hidden zipper.

he added. "I believe you, King Suxx," Hunter agreed.

He knew they never liked him. Hunter was eight years old when he met Sebastian Bryant. At that time, he was in Japan, held by a group of yakuza. He didn't know who he was or where he came from. The yakuza who took him in called him "Zen." They were involved in illegal activities and were brutal, but they treated him well, especially the leader, who even considered passing the group on to him. However, due to a betrayal by one of the members, the leader was killed, and the group was captured by UN special forces. One of the UN special force leaders at that time was Sebastian. In addition to being the Alpha of the Silver Luminaries and the Leader of the Astral Guardian, Sebastian was also a me

“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.