The Hunt Novels & Stories

I screamed, rivalled by the blast of thunder and rain. Moving back, I tripped my leg and crumpled to the ground as the shadow started approaching me. "Bell! Anna!" I screeched helplessly, but when I turned around, no one was there. Gulping, I gradually shifted my gaze at the entrance. Boom! No one was there, just a black cat roaming around. Putting my hand over my chest, I gasped when suddenly I heard a husky voice right next to my ears. Someone mumbled, "Don't look into the cat's eyes."

His voice sounds increasingly angry with each word . " Which part ? " I scoff . " All of it . I could never kill Diana even if someone took my soul and replaced it with a hunter's ! " He hits back with rage . Hunters are said to be humans with above average abilities , their only aim is to rid the world of supernatural species , more often than not , they tend to go for werewolves and vampires the most . They usually leave seers , witches and related species alone . His statement didn't make sense in the least.

Among the minions in the Hunt, they’d have creations designed to hunt down anyone or anything at the command of their masters and mistresses. Alrick struggled to catch his breath. His heart raced. He could taste his fear. Suddenly, a Shining One pointed to one of the Magic users. Then the Hunt collectively pounced on all the ritualists. They tore into them. Tearing them apart. Blood and gore were everywhere. Gods, it’s a slaughter. The shock from the sheer panic Alrick felt knocked him back. He fell back. The last thing he saw was a Fae monster running towards him before everything went black for him.

"I chose you because when I saw your picture, my wolf didn't just growl. He went silent. And a silent wolf is a focused one." Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the hall. Kaelin had stood up, slamming her flagon onto the table. "Alpha! A tradition is a tradition! If this girl is to be our Luna, she must participate in the Hunt tonight. Or is the Silver Moon bride too fragile for our blood?" The hall erupted in cheers and howls. The "Hunt" was a brutal tradition where the pack chased a target through the woods to test their speed and agility. For a shifter, it was a game. For a "dud" like me, it was a death sentence.

Lukas was done when two people spoke “ I don't agree with her being our Luna” they said in unison “ What your reason” I can see he is trying to control his anger “She’s human.” They spoke in unison and people began t o murmur. “She’s a hunter.” “She’s weak.”

And that little secretary had the guts to ignore her. Hilda reached into her designer bag and pulled out her phone. She scrolled through her contacts and dialed a private number. The line rang twice before a gruff voice answered. "Yeah?" Hilda stared out darkly through the windshield. "I need a job done. But first I want to know who Lucius Hunt is married to." Hilda ordered. The man scoffed. "That's a big ask, Miss Miller," the voice on the other end warned. "The bounty hunters already tried and found nothing. The guy is a ghost when it comes to his private life. It's going to take a lot of digging."

She stepped back, smoothed her hair, and walked toward Chris. He took one look at her expression and raised a brow. “You want company for the Hunt?” “Only if you’re free,” she said lightly. He smirked. “You’re not running with the women?” She shook her head. “Not tonight.” They fell into step together. Their hands brushed, quick and warm. Tina tried to ignore the flutter in her chest. It didn’t mean anything. It couldn’t. … The Hunt began with the sharp blow of the horn. Eve shifted, her wolf tall and radiant under the moon. For a moment, the whispers died. The pack women straightened. Instinct recognized rank even if their hear

But I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. The guard continued reading names, but I didn't hear them. All I could see was Von standing in that line, his back straight but his hands trembling at his sides. "These twenty will represent our human population in the Hunt," Kaelen announced once the list was complete. "They should feel honored to participate in such a sacred tradition." Honored. That word again. To be hunted like animals. "The Hunt begins at dusk in three days. Prepare yourselves." His eyes swept over the selected humans with something like amusement. "And run fast."

Stephen looked at him and laughed out loud. "Ohh my innocent Callum". He held him in his arms. And Callum felt safe again. "It was blood love". He softly swayed him left to right. "Being a Wolf is a different thing. Wolves have mates. Like Humans. When we present our 18th year, it's an automatic search for our mate. We catch their special scent that indicates our mates. An Alpha like me, for instance, has much sharp senses because we have to lead a whole pack. An Alpha can sense his mate miles away.

RUNE True to Xavier's words, the hunt didn't start till I made my appearance. Dylan shot me a look that said "I know what you did." For my sanity, I ignored him. We got briefed on the rules and sent out. My hunting tool was a bow and arrow. Dylan got a whole ass sword. Five year winner privileges, he said. More like gloated. The rules were simple. Scattered throughout the forest were "prey" cardboard animals hidden in the foliage. Every hunter had a unique color which they would mark their prey with. At the end of thirty minutes, the hunter with the highest kill wins.