Werewolf Hunters Novels & Stories

In some discussions, he could order his beta to go, but today, it was different. "Fucking hunters," he cursed under his breath. He wanted to see his mate’s face and tease her, but he couldn’t. "Let's go," he said grumpily. The four of them got in the car and drove to Winter's. Winter's pack was one of their allies, and the meeting was all about the human hunters. In this age, they still exist. They're the ones who knew about the existence of werewolves, vampires, and other creatures. The sentinels spotted them on the border, and two wolves disappeared. Their suspicion was they were kidnapped and killed by the hunters.

Miriam said, greeting her teeth "Stop it," Jayer warned her. He knew how much she hated Mrs. Hunter. "Okay," Miriam quieted down, but it could be shown on her face. "Hello, everyone. Tonight we are hunting down two creatures. Wolves and infernos. But our priority for tonight is the Inferno. It's a very dangerous creature and can burn you alive. It doesn't die easily except with a special remedy and hit directly to its core at the chest. Don't expect to survive if you don't hit the target. You at least have one chance of killing it. The bullets have been dipped into the poisonous remedy and makes it easier for you to kill it. As for wolves tonight, we will have to shoot one when we see one an

However, my doubts were only strengthened when their food arrived. Isla and Sophie had both ordered steaks, rare. They didn't speak as they dug into their meals, and I couldn't help but notice the red juices that trickled down their chins as they chewed. It was almost as if they were devouring their meals like wild animals. That was when it hit me; what if they were werewolf hunters? I had read about them in my supernatural research. Werewolf hunters were a rare but dangerous breed of humans who dedicated their lives to hunting down and killing werewolves. They were fiercely loyal to their cause and would stop at nothing to rid

I asked. Abuelo looks at me seriously, “Diego really was a bastard and didn’t teach you or your siblings a damn thing.” He growled, but continued. “Hunters for werewolves are very dangerous. They are humans with special abilities to see who are wolves. They have an uncanny amount of strength that rivals our own. They are the worst predators for us because they have special abilities to seek us out and not be detected in the process.” Then Aiden adds, “Hunters are assholes. Even when they say they want to help, they really don’t and backstab everyone. They are definitely not allies.”

he asked, eyeing us warily. "Yes," I replied, my heart pounding with anxiety. "Okay, you can look around," he said, gesturing for us to go ahead. We breathed a sigh of relief and made our way towards the spot where we had seen the men with the guns. Abby told me that the men from last night were werewolf hunters who worked on a project called Jericho. We looked around for a while and split up. I saw something glowing underneath a pile of ash. It was the same substance the men from last night used on the wolves. There was a briefcase beside it and a rifle.

“Right now, we're just trying to have faith in one another.” “What about the werewolf hunters?” “They are a secret faction operating from the shadows. We don't know who leads them, but we do know that they have extensive knowledge of werewolves. Their activities have been well-concealed, so it's going to take us a while to crack in. But we know a lot more now than we did weeks back.” I nodded to myself. “Have you people ever gone to see the coroner?” “Who?”

It was usually the most important event that occurred every month because newly turned wolves got to take their first run to the joy and pride of the grown-ups. Just as Alpha Jeremy always insisted on, the warriors had scanned the parameters to ensure that the pack would be safe during their run. These checks were important as rogues or hunters could be waiting to attack. Rogues werewolves with no packs. They were usually broken from customary behavior and killed indiscriminately and heedlessly. Hunters on the other hand were that group of people who had made it their life’s mission to destroy supernatural beings such as werewolves from existence. When Jeremy heard word, mere hours before th

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

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.

My gaze fixed on Dad who was silent at the side of the room, he looked at me with a slightly suspicious expression. "Somehow those two werewolves managed to hide their wolf scent," Jake said from next to me in a loud voice so that most of the Pack's attention was back on us. "At this time we are asking all members to increase your vigilance. The team will be handing out flyers with the faces and characteristics of the two perpetrators. If you accidentally cross paths with or encounter one of them, you can contact me directly, or Alex. Or Vincent Brooks." I nodded in agreement. "As much as possible don't fight them alone because both of them are killers, and they look much more dangerous than