The Primal Hunter 9 Audiobook Novels & Stories

Nothing felt like enough. “Silas,” I whispered, pressing my hands to his chest. His breathing was shallow, his body too still. The scent of silver mixed with blood was suffocating. The hunters were getting closer. I could see their shadows through the gaps in the trees, hear their low voices cutting through the air. I squeezed my eyes shut, muttering a prayer to anyone who might be listening. A shift in the wind made my breath catch. A familiar voice rang through the air. “Let’s wrap this up! We’ve got enough!” Orin.

I whispered to Allen. "If you don't know, it's called a motivation speech." He responded in the same manner. "Kill me then." I made a gagging sound, causing Allen to stiffle a laugh. "For every chance we get at living our usual daily routine, we need to remember that we are born hunters. And not just any hunter but wolf hunters. We have an obligation to fulfill and it's protecting the world from beasts. From now on, our trainings would be intensified and nobody must be found slacking. Is that clear?" He boomed

"He's changed hasn't he. I hadn't noticed it until the other night when you left. He lost control but not in the way that you think. You did something unexpected beyond his gaze and it infuriated him." "What are you talking about? Just tell me already," I raised my voice slightly, feeling frustrated and agitated. I just wanted somebody to say the words that I had been in denial about since the moment his knee connected with my father's skull. "Prime has awakened," he said the three dreaded words. "How do you know that," I asked slowly, watching the swirls of the mark on my arm. It vaguely resembled the at symbol but had more swirls that formed more letters. There was an 'a' and what looked l

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

Out of about 20 plus packs, Only five are left standing, with mine being the largest. For the last nine years, since the hunters started growing stronger, I've been trying to find out what led to their strength, but I keep coming up with nothing. I've even gone as far as sending some of my wolves to pose as human hunters just to get intel on why they are getting stronger, but so far none of them have come up with tangible information other than the fact that some little girl is their current leader and she's the one arranging everything, including recruiting other hunters from different continents. "Did Callisto and Maxwell report back anything?" I asked, going over to my wine cabinet and ta

The three of them looked at me, however, their expressions are different from each other. Polo is nodding, Rendall is looking dumb, and Finn is smiling. “Once we started training you to be a hunter, there’s no going back.” I nodded at what Finn said and since then, I became a hunter and a part of the Ambrose family. After taking a bath, I immediately went to the beer stalls to look for my father. “Father it’s almost dinner,” I reminded him which he immediately understood by standing up and bidding goodbye to his beer acquaintances.

So many of them already blamed her for Damien's death and the death of many other hunters, I needed to get to her immediately. I unraveled my own impressive wings as I used all my force to ascend quicker than I ever have before. My body began shaking with adrenaline as it burst into flames. With an almighty beat of my wings, I took off into the air like a flaming Phoenix. As I approached the mass of hunters, I could hear Freya beginning her speech. I listened hopelessly as she addressed them in her powerful and authoritive tone. “My fellow hunters. I know that most, if not all of you, know that I'm a hybrid, and I am sure that the majority of you would love to rip me apart right now! Well, I

she grinned, “you’d best get talking. Tell us everything you know.” The walls opened up as I talked, weaving a new narration that told them everything they needed to know, and missed out everything they didn’t. Duty filled my veins, and even the guilt couldn’t find its way back in. My blood burned with the weight of it, a relentless pounding that thudded alongside my bones, telling me that this was right, that this was what I’d been made to do. Every inch of my body was packed with muscle, and my skin was scarred from the fights I’d won. I was a hunter, no matter who I loved, no matter my morals. Beneath it all, I knew what I had to do.

He then screamed back at me, “Freya, why are you not helping me? We need to get them out!” I sipped my beer and watched as the hunter in cell three was charging towards Finnley. I could have warned him, but he needed to realize, we couldn't just let these deranged hybrids out. He screwed his face up at me, clearly not happy with my lack of concern. He turned back around to face cell three, and as he did, the hunter had half shifted and then ran headfirst into the cell wall. Finnley startled, and then as he jumped backwards, he slipped and fell onto the floor.

Hunter 12: We Met Again “Seeria Town is one of the towns in Primrose City, therefore enchanted forests are no longer uncommon. But the Forest of Eastwick was the most remarkable of them all since it was both enchanted and deceitful. Even if your grandpa visited that place, I can’t say for sure right now that our journey there will be easy. But more importantly, for the time being, he discovered the right path to where Elina Forsythe resided. Originally, the Forest of Eastwick wasn’t all that treacherous, but one immortal who detested socializing with other immortals isolated herself there and cast a spell that prevented immortals from entering.”