The Hunt Novels & Stories

I suggested. “That’s a great idea. But let’s ask them to make sure they up for it before we do it.” “Yes! We don’t need them mad at us for running off.” ‘Kiyo?’ ‘Yes, Liz?’ ‘Would you be upset if we mess with our mate a little at the hunt?’ ‘What’s the hunt?’ ‘It’s something new this year. The male wolves have to be blindfolded and try to find us using our scent. It’s supposed to be more exciting for us.’

The rich food mingled with the exotic scents had been rich and tiring. They had thought they caught the scent of their mates but they weren't able to find them in the crowds. It was a faint smell, lingering around corners and against tables. That, mixed with the hundreds of other bodies mingling around, made it impossible to track the men in question. It was the game of the Hunt. The days leading up to the Hunt were spent trying to figure out who your mate was, or even if you had a mate there, while the hunt itself was spent evading him for the sake of the chase. Or, in the case of Kate, for the s

One day he decided to walk into the woods and no one has ever seen him since. My name is Lucas Harrison. I am considered the best tracker and hunter in the town. Not only animals but also Paranormal beings. All-day and all night, people in our town searched, lighting the way with flashlights and lanterns. Searching with dogs and carrying shotguns. It all seemed like a horror movie waiting to happen.

The beta said, neatly placing the daggers and blades on the table. "Hunters….." Evelyn muttered, the word rolling out of her tongue leaving a bitter taste. "Who's hunters?" Rain asked before flopping down on one of the chairs. "Hunters are humans or sometimes other supernatural beings like us, " Scarlett started, "Humans were the first ones known as hunters. They used to hunt us and other supernatural beings like us because they were afraid of our power but that changed long ago. Now, hunters include humans, vampires, and even werewolves. They're a group of people who kill and attack people when they are offered money for the job." Scarlett heaved a sigh. "Hunter attacks are surprising which

"We get one of the guards alone, away from Bronson’s prying eyes." Cullen tilted his head, his sharp mind already calculating the logistics. "The Alpha’s Hunt." I nodded slowly, the pieces falling into place. Tomorrow at dawn, the neutral territory hosted the traditional Alpha’s Hunt. It was a ceremonial event deep in the surrounding forests, designed for the pack leaders and their top warriors to showcase their tracking skills and establish dominance without shedding each other's blood. The thick, sprawling woods would provide the perfect cover.

“You may follow the marked paths, but you are not required to remain on them. If you reach sanctuary before sunrise, you must cross fully through the temple doors before claiming protection.” His gaze hardened. “Standing near the boundary will not save you.” A nervous laugh came from somewhere along the line. No one joined it. “If you are physically restrained by a hunter and he declares his claim before an official witness, your Hunt is over.” Aldric turned toward us. “Hunters may claim only one participant. Once declared, a claim cannot be abandoned or exchanged.” His eyes moved across the Alphas. “No hunter may cross the white boundary until the second horn sounds. Anyone who leaves early

"Have you heard anything about Jason? Is he alive or dead? What about Chloe?" I shook my head immediately. "No, nothing," I replied. "And honestly I don't want to know. Jason is in my past, Danika. Whatever is happening with him and Chloe and the entire Hunt family drama is not my problem anymore." Danika leaned forward with a conspiratorial expression. "Girl, you don't know?" she asked. "Know what?" I frowned. "Hunt Enterprises burnt down," Danika announced. "Like completely burnt down. The entire building went up in flames a few weeks ago. Ever since then, no one has heard anything from the Hunt family. They've gone completely silent."

I was quick to hire the best investigators money could buy to find him. It took them three days to find him. Might have been less if I had found the patched letter on the floor earlier. Matteo Leone. Pretty boy had a pretty name. He was twenty three years old. There was nothing much on him, except his family and his hidden hobbies. He was bisexual. The folder contained rumors that suggested he was living under his father's thumb. I couldn't fathom how any father could treat their own child like hazardous dirt. So, I had searched for more.

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

he began, his voice deep and commanding, “our pack has stood strong through trials. We survived rogue attacks, rivalries, and losses. But strength is not maintained—it must be proven.” A murmur rippled through the crowd. I knew what was coming before he spoke the words. “The Annual Hunt begins tomorrow at dawn.” Gasps, cheers, and growls of excitement echoed. The Hunt. A brutal tradition where warriors were sent into the forest to track and kill rogues, competing for honor, recognition, and rank and also a way to get rid of unwanted and unmated and rejected female wolves, they are sent to the forest and hunted down by male wolves. if they are caught, they are