Vault Hunter Borderlands 2 Novels & Stories

"Leave the main hall. I require private communion with my mate." Carllo bows his head instantly, scooping the little pup Caleb into his arms before retreating up the wooden steps to the higher nesting loft. I turn my head quickly, staring into Andrew's scarred face. "His missing bone? That is why your trackers brought him here?" "The missing dewclaw was the exact signature left in the snow the night the Hawthorne enforcers ambushed our childhood border camp," Andrew rumbles, his voice turning dangerously hoarse as his chest heaves against mine. "My wolf scented that specific mutilation and believed the heavens had finally returned Vanessa to my borders."

But I can't, just couln't open my mouth to be certain of this disbelieving! And I begun to doubt everything... “Where did this confussion begun?” I give up the thought of fighting to able to move again. This is strange and I know I couldn't just remain shock and fear for unknown. Hunter reluctant to part but he made his way to the trees that made up the border. He says, “I'll be back. Stay still and you'll be fine...” There's a trace of madness in his eyes when he didn't even look back. It directly glance at the bowing trees, that this time bumping so hard to the ground. A boom could be understatement, not adds up the dust that as if trying to escape the place.

Hunter collapses to his knees on the ground, lifts his head to the sky and lets out a loud… “HOWL!” Hunter's shift ripped through him quickly, shredding his clothes as he jumped forward and took off running. Ignoring everyone that is tugging on his mind-link, he runs to the forest edge, taps into his very first gift, shifting through all the connections to him and finding that one special one. Finding the bright gold mate bond tether connecting him and Elizabeth. Hunter runs in wolf form, Cole adding his Vampire speed, making everything pass them in a blur. Suddenly the tether connecting them cut, forcing Hunter to come to a sliding stop. He turned around in circles and dug deep inside himse

Not fighting my grip, he put a hand over mine and we walked arm in arm like worried lovers. Which we were. To an extent. We arrived at the door and Hunter cracked it. Knowing that if another Border Guard caught us coming in it would be just as dangerous as if they’d caught us trying to leave. Hunter peered through the crack and established that there were no guards to the West. We stepped inside. Him tugging me in just behind him. He turned to examine East and came face to face with his brother. Vanquish leaned around him to eye me. “Care to tell me where you’ve been?”

She shouted, but I quickly ran to where the potential attack might occur at any moment. The ruckus erupted around the eastern border of the pack’s woods, and these rogues were annoyingly persistent in stealing goods from our harvested resources. Gladly, it was always their aim, but I was alarmed when I heard one of my Kappas, the hunters, take notice of something odd blending among the rogues. ‘Alpha Hayden, I saw a vampire, but I was not sure if it was a high-ranking vampire or just any nomad in the area.’ “Keep watching it, but don’t get caught. Be careful,” I coldly commanded as I began checking another reason beneath this wave since that report was fishy.

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

“Dm!” Windy felt scared when he had to hunt with Ezra; he involuntarily cursed. Since hunting with Ezra was very risky and laborious, it was not according to standard rules but special training. The prey they caught must not die; it must be alive. The prey they just caught will not be kept but must be released, and they have to track down the prey they have just seen. And that will repeat many times until Ezra stops.

“You may go to sleep now. We’ll see what tomorrow brings." But she stood there. As expected. I started reaching out through the pack bond. Hunter was already stationed at the border—that’s where I needed him to stay. But Eric... I needed him at the packhouse. We weren’t entirely sure what we’d be walking into, but I doubted Claw had a legion waiting for us. If none of the rogues we’d captured so far had mentioned the watchtower, then it was likely a well-kept secret, known only to a select few.

"I've been looking everywhere. How are your wounds?" "Better," Landon managed, his voice hoarse. Through their bond, Elara felt his racing heart match her own. "The healer's salve is helping." Chloe's eyes narrowed as she scanned the room. "Funny. I didn't think we had any sacred salve left. The healer keeps it under lock and key..." Before she could pursue that line of questioning, howls split the night – the emergency signal from the border patrol. "Attack!" The cry went up across the pack grounds. "Rogues at the northern border!"

I ask. “Hmmmmm, I guess that would be ok,” she says with a grin. I lean in closer and take her in my arms. She fits just so that my chin rests on the top of her head and I love it. I’m enjoying this moment to end an almost perfect date, when I get a mindlink. Cataleya can feel my body stiffen and she backs up to look at me. “What’s wrong?” “I just got a mindlink from Alpha Alec. There is a hunter following a rogue near the boundary. We’re the closest right now and there may not be enough time for any other backup. I need to go and be ready in case he crosses the border before anyone else shows up.”