Novel & Cerita The Tiger: An Old Hunter's Tale

He is standing with his back turned against me, his eyes trained on the other person. I focus on him instead. He looks stunned, his eyes widened, and his lips parted. “That is impossible,” he mutters, shaking his head. “That veil hasn’t been breached in years. Who could have…” “Only one breed,” he drawls. “Hunters.” “Shit!” I didn’t think they were going to figure it out so fast. My breath hitches in my throat when he angles his head a fraction, when everything suddenly stops, as if he can sense me.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" I didn't understand, and he lightly tapped a finger against my chest. "Can't you let me in?" My heart fluttered, and I suddenly realized that he had breathtaking eyes, ones that were like seas of stars. There, surrounded by the starlight, was me. However, I wasn't ready, the pain from my past life giving me pause as it flashed in front of my eyes. "I—" "Shh…" Carl put a finger to my lips. "I don't need an answer now. I enjoy the process of chasing after you, you know?

Most rogue hunters were strong and could easily tank wolfs bane, but not most could tank wolf's bane mixed with Wolf's nip. I was going to get rid of this rogue hunter once and for all or at least capture it. The old man had told me the hunter didn't want to kill me or him, which made no sense because he'd done an amazing job of leaving a trail of bodies in its wake when he thought I was close by.

She really didn't want to be torn off by a tiger. "Hello," she spoke and she saw the beautiful child peeking from behind the bush. "A child?" Jeremy only then realized it. The tiger then met his eyes and he gripped his weapon tighter. By now Jacques had passed the tiger and got to the bush. "KHAN?" he spoke in a tone he uses on his dogs. *Grrr* The tiger growled at him. "Hello, child," Jacques picked up the boy who was in his PJs. He was certainly not dressed for the cold weather and had snot dripping from his nose.

The buck pumped its legs its heart beating manically as it ran already tiring as the Gammas chased it down every time it tried to veer away they chased it back toward the Alpha. It tried its best to leap fallen trees and dodge this way and that but everywhere it turned was a set of razor-sharp snapping teeth sending it back the way it had come. Sirius watched his body quivering in anticipation of the kill, saliva dripping from his powerful jaws as the buck approached. He pricked his ears and steadied himself hind legs tensed as it came close and then with an effortless leap he sailed forward and sank his teeth into its neck twisting to one side using all his weight he heard the satisfying cr

Tiger said in his deep voice One of them pleaded, "Please......let......let us...go," as they were being held captive. Tiger laughed out loud. "Really? " He asked The second one requested, "Please,". Tiger frowned and folded the gun tightly in his palm as he uttered the words, "I hate that word....a lot." After turning his attention back to them, he fired his gun, instantly killing both of them. He confronted Jack. "Are you okay? " He asked

Akihiko was shocked on seeing the kid speak that way to the man in front of him and he says- “Kids aren’t supposed to talk to elders that way! Shame on you! And what kind of parent are you, letting your child talk like that?” They both start laughing on hearing him say that and the man says- “He isn’t my kid… He’s just a brat who works with me.” “Even though I look like this, in reality I am 25 years old. I’m just letting you know. “Oh, right. Before all of that, I had to introduce ourselves. We both are part of the Hunter community and we specialize in hunting creatures from stories.”

“Tiger, the only joke here is thinking I wouldn’t claim every inch of you.” My mouth fell open, heat flooding my face. “Every inch?” He chuckled, and it sounded merciless, tilting my chin up. “Tiger, I don’t leave territories unmarked.” His teeth grazed my jaw. “Even the ones you think are off-limits.” He grinned like a criminal. “You think I’d collect a painting and stop at the frame?” My jaw dropped. “What? That doesn’t even…” He dipped his head until his lips brushed my ear, voice all gravel and sin. “I’m an art collector, Tiger. I acquire. I hang. I… explore.”

All my time as an Alpha of the Tiger wood blood pack, I had never encountered any hunter as they didn't have access into our territory so hearing Tyla say the scent she perceived was like that of a hunter got me really curious. “What do you mean a hunter?” I asked. “A wolf hunter…they’re… they’re trained to track and kill wolves…they can mask their scent, move silently… they're dangerous...Really dangerous.” she said. “I know what wolf hunters are, Tyla…anyway, have you encountered one before??” “Yes, back at my pack…I got attacked by one…I had no idea how I survived it's attack but all I knew is that I woke up without any memories of my encounter with it.”

“The Stone Bridge Pack?” But that’s… Hunter nodded, a look of disdain and resentment in his eyes. I knew that look was not directed at me. “Scarlett’s pack.” My breath hitched in my throat. My wolf growled at the thought of seeing our mate with the likes of Scarlett Tate. The more I tried to picture it, the more my blood boiled and my veins threatened to pop. “Whoa, easy, tiger,” Hunter chuckled grabbing my attention. I frowned at him. How is he taking this so lightly?