The Hunted Series Novels & Stories

This question was asked by Dani. “I'm planning to let the police investigate. When they catch whoever is behind the killings, I'll swoop in and make sure he gets a long jail term.” Nick promised. This time, he was heckled by none other than Trent. “That is not our way! The way of the lycanthropes involve blood and revenge! The hunter must pay!” Trent shouted, sounding like a zealot. Nick massaged his temple and wondered why Trent always had to be a pain in the butt.

“But she probably knows where their home base is, and friends her ex was close with. That’d give IT and scouts something to run with.” “Are they still considered your ex if they are dead?” I chuckled. Cody laughed. “I think the murder part constitutes a breakup, personally.” I walked over to one of the bookshelves that surrounded my office. Hunters had been the one topic it had been glaringly difficult to find information on. For the most part, we only had names of key hunters and tactics they used. They were incredibly skillful at running under the radar. Hell, Trevor didn’t even realize a Marsan had been under his nose for weeks.

I then turn, "Hudson? I wasn't expecting you so soon..." He laughed, "It actually wasn't that hard this time. I don't think the reports that you took out all the hunters at the warehouse and stole their female bait has made it to anyone at the hotel yet. Maybe the boss knows, but not the other hunters. Not that they would really care at the moment as they were starting celebrations for the upcoming Hunter's Games... Alpha we will need to take extra precautions as there will be a lot of hunters entering the forests and the woods within this area looking to find and kill any supernatural no matter what it is..." I turn properly and face him. "Okay, I will send the word out that danger is close

His eyes shone crimson as he licked his blood strained lips. "This". He held the glass. Leaning back into Stephen’s chest sniffing his neck. It soothed him. Relaxed him. "Good one Callum . It’s a deer. You sure you want this"? Saint reconfirmed. Callum nodded a yes and the next moment they all gasped when Saint took all shots bottom up. "Yumm". They all laughed looking at him enjoying the treat. "Someone taking lessons. Wow. It’s not so you Stephen". Suddenly the door opened to Zol and they all were shocked.

It was a hunt. And they were the targets.

It was during the day when the packhouse would have been busy. Thirdly, she was so flippant about murder. That was not the way that someone would speak about it if they only ever did it once. Fourthly, who the fuck was Lauren anyways? Was she alone, or did she have family here? ‘He thinks you’re onto something. He caught a couple snippets of a man kneeling beside her over a mannequin as he taught her techniques. That changed into her kneeling over a body. A few pack names as well – Pinehurst, Albrook, Shadow Creek, Silvern, and Blue Crest.’

This sentiment is quite understandable, as their lineage lacks werewolf genes, unlike the Valentines and the other retired families known as true-blood hunters. These true-blood hunters possess the coveted werewolf genes that set them apart. In contrast, families like The McKnights and the current hunters within the bureau fall into the category of Lesser Hunters. These Lesser Hunters were once fully human but have acquired supernatural abilities, somewhat akin to those of the true-bloods, through the use of Talismans. While they may not match the true-bloods in strength, they still manage to get the job done.

She should've had her guard up, but she was too freaked out from reading about Garin's mom. The younger shifters had told scary stories around the campfires about a blue-eyed demon who killed unwary wolves in a very particular way. They named her The Huntress. To this day, that name sent spikes of ice down Willow's spine. The Huntress was said to kill her victims slowly, using blades instead of bullets or arrows.

Anna Harris Hunter is a mafia! He isn't just in it, he runs one of the most infamous mafia organization. He told me about it so calmly like it was a piece article on environmental issues in a newspaper. I had spent the whole afternoon and most of the evening thinking about the shit that have been running around me. My Dad, my ex-boyfriend and Hunter, they're all a part of this swamp, a nightmarish thought for me.

My heart skipped a beat at the sheer number of notifications flashing at me. I sat up quickly, the sleep fading from my mind as I scrolled. Each headline blazed with the same name, the same story. "Lucas Hunter found executed." My chest tightened as I opened the first article. It wasn’t just about him—his entire territory had been seized by the Shadow Pack. The stories went deeper, shedding light on years of crimes. Lucas’s crushing control over omegas. His abuse, his predatory nature. All of it—all the secrets—dragged into the light.