Novel & Cerita Witch Hunt Book

Archibald nodded as he processed every information. “That marked the start of the hunt. I don’t know who started it, though. My knowledge is limited to what you have witnessed. But if I am not mistaken, your pack leader knows about the hunt. That’s the reason why he did not react much about the violent incident as well as the discriminations Selene and her family felt throughout the years. She was destined to be chased out of her home.

She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen. Lucia jerked away to earth, panting heavily like she had just run a marathon. Strange, she could remember everything she discussed with her mother. In almost all cases, she barely remembered what took place in the dream. That was a sign... The Witch-Wolf is about to be born... "And where are you headed, Jackson?" A voice trailed him as he sauntered through the thick forest after the meeting of his pack in the forest. He felt heavy because like all other times, he had been frustrated, insulted, and used.

He looks exactly like the man that I killed two years ago. The room stills instantly and all the leaders straighten, even Jaxon’s smile fades. FLASHBACK TWO YEARS AGO MOONVEIL FOREST The forest was still burning when he came. Ash clung to the leaves like grey snow, choking the undergrowth. Bones lay half-buried where fires had burned too hot and too fast with werewolf bones, cracked and blackened, stripped of reverence and marrow alike. The massacre had ended hours ago, but Moonveil hadn’t stopped crying yet. It never did, not right away.

On the pink home page, all the other women's photos had disappeared. Only my photo remained, hanging alone in the center, locked onto by a huge, bloody red "Hunting" icon. Below it was a new line in bold black text. [Exclusive Hunting Mode activated.] The target of the new Quest was simple and crude. [At the public lecture three days from now, get Sinead soaked in front of everyone.] [Quest Reward, two thousand dollars.] The words "soaked" had been written in red, loaded with insult and innuendo.

“The witches.” I couldn’t breathe, they were supposed to be coming for me, not him. How was I even going to make it back? I was in agony, my vision was blurring. The streets were dark with only a few lights on. I wasn’t even sure if I could remember the way back. The book. The one Logan had given me, it said wolves can link their families. I didn’t know if it would work, but I had to try. “Sam??” I call out as tears ran down my face, there was silence, I wasn’t even sure if it had worked.

I'm from the Shadow Moon Pack and I know that he wants me to say something about it, but I can't. I don't know what to say. Is it possible that the culprit they're talking about is someone from my own pack? And it's a woman too. A woman who's possibly from my pack or lurking inside of it. And based from what we just saw from the pit in the forest, that person has to have witch blood. Who is the only person I know who has witch blood and is from my pack? Lauren. Could it be that the possible that the book in the forest belonged to her? Could it be that the initials on that book are her initials?

She considers the information for a moment before introducing herself. "My name is Ayla." Ayla explains with a more friendly tone. She observes me for a few seconds. "You were attacked by one of those disgusting bloodsuckers. They are the real plague of this world, and if it weren't for that damn witch, we would have gotten rid of them by now!" Her irritated reaction startles me. Wait, she said witch? Were these people crazy? They call me human as if they don't consider themselves human, talk about a blood-sucking creature, and now witches? Do they think we're in some kind of RPG game?

“Only when he needs to be,” “Then tell me, why hasn't he ended that tradition of yours, the one where he found you? That thing you talked about where they hunt you girls down,” Did he hear that? How had he not been caught for this long? This was beyond weird, he should've been noticed. “The Hunt,” I said. He nodded and pointed. “That’s the one. Guess you don't mind that your sister will be participating,” I gritted my teeth. “She won’t,”

Kate and Susanna had planned well, there wasn’t much else to do but wait to see if it worked. As Izzy and Kate kept talking, Susanna was making progress toward the spring and the Kreil were tracking Susanna's path from the day before. The six werewolves were each thinking about how the end of the Hunt would look for each of them. There were six different endings being played out in the minds of the werewolves, and none of them had the right ending figured out yet.

“The Huntsman always seemed to have some sort of plan. I don’t know exactly what order that will unfold in, but the methodical elimination of all creatures possessing magic or supernatural abilities definitely seems to be his MO. You And Justin might have brought this war to the packs a little sooner, but I don’t think they would have avoided conflict with him entirely. I think it was only a matter of time before the Huntsman came looking for them one way or another.” My jaw tightened. “All the more reason for us to find a stop the Huntsman as soon as possible. And I know exactly where we need to start looking. When I was in the library, one of the times that I snuck out, I ran across a book