The Witch Hunter System Novels & Stories

voice I didn’t recognize spoke up. His voice demanding respect without yelling. “Listen up little girl. You don’t make demands here. Now, I’ll ask one more time. Who are you and why are you here?” “FUCK YOU” spat Kiara with an intense growl. “ I don’t know why you entertain these trespassers Kirian. This one clearly is a bloodsucker. She’s already threatened to drain us dry. We need to dispose of her and her wolf friends.” Said a second man’s voice full of disdain. “ First off nobody will do anything unless I say” this time a voice of a woman chimed in. Hmm, that must be the one in charge. “Has anyone tried talking to her male companions?” asked the same voice “ someone fucked up on the dos

We need to be prepared on every front. In truth, Alpha Tam does need to urgently dispatch a small unit to track down the assassins. As Werewolves, we will have a much better chance of tracking them down than the Council-appointed magical guards. But Alpha Tam is more interested in the huge reward. He wants every Werewolf from the pack to be on the trail of the princesses in their spare time. He thinks he can hold the Council at bay until the Werewolves track down the princesses, and once they do, he thinks the Council will not be as bothered about the assassins. He’s either deluding himself, or he is privy to some inside knowledge.

When you start using magic for ill intentions you can become a dark witch or wizard and it’s very hard to turn back. Elder Wynn goes on about our roots in the magical world and how our town was founded by his father’s father’s father’s father back in the late 1600s when witches were hunted and burned at the stake. We made an alliance with the werewolves to live peacefully without persecution from the human world. The problem is we haven’t changed anything since then it’s as if the entire council is still living in the 17th century.

The hunters were as ruthless as the witches, and they had one mission in this attack. Kill as many werewolves as they can, and take the new Luna.

Hunters are said to be deadly as they kill werewolves without mercy and have supernatural powers which are hard to fight against. Flynn and Jade were so kind. Even though they know I could be a threat to them, they were still willing to stand by my side and keep my secret for me. If this was not true friendship, then I don’t know what is. ‘I’m not that kind of hunter, guys,’ I said through the group mindlink. ‘I’m a witch hunter, but I couldn’t say that in front of Agatha.’ Flynn and Jade’s eyes grew wide to the size of dinner plates.

From a distance, I noticed a hut and decided it would be the safest option possible. I pulled the maiden further towards the direction and upon stepping into the hut, I closed the doors and slide the windows open, holding up my riffles and ready to shoot. It was rather shocking, when she pulled a riffle on top of the window as well to wait for the hunters. "I got it from the edge of the room." She revealed, obviously reading my expression. The first witch hunter came into sight and right before I could pull the trigger, she already did. I was surprised that she could aim to perfection. For the next few minutes, the rest of the witch hunters would be annihilated by our riffles.

“There might be more of a response if you contacted them directly. You know how they feel about werewolf society and hierarchies.” Damn it! I threw down the reports that I was looking over. He was right. I hated dealing with the hunters and their society. They were cowards, hiding behind stolen magic of witches they’d hunted down in the past. If it wasn’t for the need for peace, I would have happily moved toward wiping them out. As alpha of the strongest pack in North America, I knew that I could unite our packs and rid our continent of them if I really wanted to. But how many innocent lives would be lost if we went to war with the hunters?

AVA’s POV I shook my head and pinched myself hard on the cheeks. Am I dreaming? Is my mate really a half-witch? Well, kind of like a sorcerer because women are called witches. But what the hell? How? “Incredible,” the white-haired sorcerer whispered in disbelief as he stared curiously at Hunter. “You will not touch her,” he warned and growled menacingly. The sorcerer, who I believe is named Zane, tilted his head and looked rather cold and furious. The sparkle in his eyes that hinted his curiosity was no longer there.

His face was twisted by savage jealousy as he saw us so strangely close in the gloom. “I found you, outcast!” Hunter roared, raising his mystical weapon as collapse alarms began to sound throughout the tower. “Let her go, Lawrence! The witch has already activated the reverse pulse on the main altar! If you don’t hand her over to me right now, I’ll bury this fortress under three meters of stone and mystical ash!”