The Hunter Becomes The Hunted Novelas e Histórias

I start to head north when I get another link from Jace. Kade coming your way fast. I just caught sight of the rogue headed that way and it looks like there’s a hunter on his tail. Looks like he went too far south and got spooked back this way. Thanks for the heads up. I’m on it. I close the link again and turn back south keeping my eyes peeled for any movement and my ears up listening for the chase. After a few minutes I think Jace may have been a little off in telling me the direction, when I hear the faint sound of a dirt bike. That must be the hunter chasing after the rogue. We need this one since the last one we had decided to kill himself, and with the woman this morning we have even m

The pack watched as the hunters made their way through the forests, their black shadows flitted through the trees towards the lodge. "Hold," Rashida commanded, her voice floating through their minds. A low growl rippled through the pack, each one adding their own rage to the rumble. The hunters moved closer; their scents trailed along the snow-covered ground. The pack held, their hackles raised, poised to attack. The hunters suddenly stopped, forming a v-formation. A confusion passed through the pack. Why had they stopped?

I may have not paid much attention to it but now that I thought about she never really seemed happy in her marriage at all. I stared at the last person I’d ever see, I wasn’t sure if the hunter gave me a. complimentary nod before he leaped ten feet into the air. The classic pounce on the prey execution style and I almost chuckle at the fact that I was that prey. The Hinters growls echo all around and I close my ears, giving in to my fate. His large body blocks out the sunlight and that was it. His teeth clamped down around my head and in an instance I was gone. My body lying limp on the dirt as my blood formed a pool around me.

the woman spoke as she kneeled in front of me. Her tone had changed to one of genuine, gentle concern, nothing like the previous mockery that laced her words when she spoke of the man I loved. I wanted to lash out, to tell her I heard everything they said so there was no point in playing the role. But, I didn’t… Hunters were skilled murderers, but they also weren’t that bright. Someone had to have something seriously wrong with them to agree to join the rows of hunters. Leaving families, comforts of homes and everything they had for the greater good of nothing, yeah - pointless.

I raised my three fingers “ I promised” “ A day before your dad died. Your dad came to meet me, he said, he needed my help. He told me about your uncle that he is creating his own army to destroy the werewolves. For centuries werewolves and humans have always been in peace because the hunter made sure of that and we never broke the accords. Your dad came to me so I can protect you and he told me to train you before I explained what was going on. At first I didn't want to get involved in the hunter problem but when I found out you were my mate. So i became involved, i might be one of the strongest Alpha in the werewolves but i dont like getting involved in what that doesnt concern me. My rule

I sat back against the metal wall, chest heaving, and touched the stinging skin on my neck. Stars…I was thankful I paid attention to military training. Now that they have my DNA profile. By morning, every hunter on the planet would have it too. I couldn't go back to my room, and I couldn't go back to the diner. I rested my hand flat over my stomach, feeling the ache settle down. I was out of options, but I was still breathing.

The head turns away and the column walks on. Hunter's arm un-knots one degree under my hand. The want to shoot is still in him, I can smell it cooking off his skin, but he's not going to. Choosing not to is costing him everything. The part of me that should hate a hunter for hunting notices the cost and respects it, which I'll be filing a complaint about later. He turns his head a few degrees toward me. "We're just letting them take him." "We're just staying alive," I breathe. "You're welcome."

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer

My mum and brother threw hell of a fit not wanting to relocate but for me, I was full of happiness to the brim . I'm a hunter or so I was told, it all began when I was 16, I went hiking with my family somehow I got lost in the woods I wandered around aimlessly until I met an injured lady, she had been poked, she was hurting a lot, she pleaded with me to help her pull it out, I was scared, worried but most of all I wanted to help her out I took hold of the edge and drove the stick in her, I killed her, I waited for an emotion , I wanted to be scared, to run, to call for help, to cry but nothing all I felt was content , I moved away from her body wandering further till I was found,

“You hesitate and it could cost you your life or the life of the hunters working with you.” I nod but I can’t focus on his words. I know the spiel. He’s said them over and over to me when he first started training me at five. By seven, he’d taken me on my first hunt. By 10, I’d killed my first wolf; a rogue that we’d tracked for weeks. We’d found him in a home, a woman dead beside him as he gorged on her flesh. It had been an easy choice…I hadn’t even winced when I pulled the trigger and ended the pitiful monster’s life.