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Her eyes scan the ground to where the baseball bat lies between the two of them. "Oh, I don't need a weapon. Rather, I enjoy getting my hands dirty." Hunter declares, flexing his arm as he cracks his knuckles, making the tattoo of the scythe or a Grimm Reaper's blade twist on his arm in a menacing manner. The woman takes one look at the tattoo before gulping. Hunter takes a challenging step towards her, forcing her to take a step backward. The woman stumbles once more, petrified, as tears begin to slip from her eyes.

This method of harming my wolf was not in my favor, but revenge coursing through my veins made it endurable. “Did you find the hunter?” Just like me, Zev was also counting days to crush that villain. His claws would be the best weapon to slit that hunter’s throat. It was almost night when I took a water break and sat beside the pond. “They also live in New York City. Henry has found the hunters; we will catch them soon.” Zev wagged his tail happily; this news sharpened the perfection of a peaceful scene. “Where is my mate? Did you bring her here?”

It just seems different when the killer is someone you know. Ky and Pes had long forgotten about me, they were running around looking for a marshal to claim the coins they’ve just won. From the smiles on their faces, I knew they would be eating well tonight. The whole area had gone and went noisy again after the blood splattered. When I shouted at Yohan, he immediately lunged for the other wolf and fought like he wasn’t even wounded to begin with. And when I stare longer and squint harder, I realize that the blood he was covered in moments ago wasn’t even his to begin with.

“Did you come all this way to question me or do you have something to tell me?” His constant bickering and the voices in my head were giving me a fucking headache. Ryan wasn’t one to be intimidated by my actions, in this kingdom and possibly around, he was the only person who could stand and smile unaffected while I blew hot on people. He and Cory. Well, Cory has no idea yet. But that was a factor I wasn’t sure I wanted to be explored. Ryan looked at me with a soft smile on his face. He was a dog with a fucking bone, chewing and chasing. “Nothing, Hunter has been killed and now, black cage pack, they want to claim his land,”

In a heartbeat, one of them sends Hunter flying through the air as he sends his skeletal hand over his torso. "Hunter!!" I yell, my mouth dropping open as Hunter lands on the nearby Yew tree, the sound of bones cracking rattling my ears. He lands face-first into a gravestone, blood bursting from his nose and mouth. "Ohhh," Hunter groans, rolling to the ground. "Hun..." The words die in the mouth as I see them two steps away from me. My heart leaps as I freeze, wondering what my fate will be. Have we been invaded by aliens in the realm?

This is the second part of the Trilogy, which focuses on Hunter. Who's Hunter? Hunter is the firstborn son of the infamous Beast, a hybrid of an Undead and a werewolf. The rightful heir of both the Pack and the Deads. But he doesn't want to take over the packs yet. He wants to meet his mate first. He has been watching his parents' relationship all his life and at the age of 25 he's desperately craving a mate of his own. He yearns for what his parents have.

"Yes, Alpha." Orlan looked at the Hunter standing in front of him. He was taller than him and had yellow skin, purple eyes, and white hair. The characteristics of a witch are purple eyes and white hair. "You look just like him." Hunter chuckled a little. "Do you still remember my father?" "Of course." Orlan nodded. He squinted his eyes and recalled memories hundreds of years ago. "Didn't you fight with my wolf during the war?" "That's right, Alpha," Hunter answered excitedly. "Your wolf, hm, Jay, destroyed my right kidney and broke my left hand. But luckily, Azzura saved me in time. In the end, I didn't die." Hunter chuckled at the end of the sentence.

“There was a letter sixteen-year-old Hunter wrote. Some girl he was fooling around with knew of the letter, and maybe Hunter treated her a bit badly. I don’t know, but she informed his mum about the letter and it was found. That was the same month Hunter stopped going to see Oliver. Your father’s investigations and sources say Oliver would come to games alone after that, to the parks they used to visit. I’m sure they just looked like friends and all that. Just two werewolf teens hanging. But two months later my cousin is killed, and Hunter leverages his knowledge of the fact that Myrtle was involved in shady shit with the Shadowbane pack on her and he makes her give him a necklace. Then he w

“You’re obsessed.” “It’s strange, that’s all.” “Yeah, I know,” she says. “But it’s supposed to be like that. Come inside. We’re having venison.” “Who killed a deer?” That’s usually my job. “Steele did it,” Lyra says. “Steele’s a terrible hunter.” She shrugs. “He’s been practicing with his darts.”

"You're one of us, right?" We heard footsteps approaching the bathroom and she immediately released me. We were standing in front of the mirror when the door opened and a blonde guy walked in. He was Aaron. He stared at us strangely and said, ``I thought i heard something, Miss Wilson." I looked at Cathy who turned to the other side. "Nothing. Get out of here. This isn't the male's bathroom." I yelled and he walked out. I turned and saw Cathy seething in anger. Her eyes had turned light blue and I went into her thoughts. 'Hunters.'