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_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> POV: Dual, Khyle and Gunner _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Nearly two hours later Gunner was slamming the button home, taking Khyle out with head shot after head shot in the fiercest first person shooter game they'd played yet. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

“Katerina! Shit.” The last thing I see is Hunter killing rogue after rogue.

Couldn't process how many bodies moved between us and our son. Kael took a blade across his thigh. Went down on one knee. Hunter moved fast—blade raised above Kael's exposed neck. Fatal angle. Perfect positioning. Time crystallized. Hunter smiled through blood. And began the downward strike.

It’s a fragment of a memory from a late-night dive into the encrypted forums where the monsters of the underworld compare notes. Kirill Nikolaev. The name wasn’t in Senator Scott’s files, which means I won’t be a conflict of interest. A user on a Tor-hidden forum, using the handle Viper_77, had bragged about an assassin with a team who could vanish problems that even the cartels couldn't scrub. Someone who didn't just remove the stain, but turned the whole cloth to ash. They called him a scalpel in a world of hammers. They also said he’s absolutely deadly.

Collins said, and Sharlene widened her eyes. "Oh my god, how could I not pinpoint it? She is the legendary LK?" Sharlene squealed before sitting childishly. "She is an unknown killer with mysterious motives. What is legendary about her?" I asked her, feeling strange that she thought a mere killer was legendary rather than her brother, who was a king, and she snapped her head towards me as if offended.

It disgusted Aeon to no end. Aeon let out a small breath to steady herself as she lined each pistol up with the small gap between the metal on the heads of each Tech K9. It's a small spot on the temples of any Tech K9 breed. The only other vulnerable spots on the Tech K9s were their eyes as those were still organic, but they were covered by visors. The Scouts head ducked down, but the Hunter kept his head up. The opertunity to take both out at the same time left, however, Aeon decided to take the shot anyway. The Hunter is large and easily was the more dangerous one. She fired one shot into its skull, watching as it whent dropped like a stone, blood pooling around its head.

Whoever interferes with me, I will kill him and we will both go to hell. ***

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.

Hutton pressed on. "I am not interested in killing you. I am killing your mate in front of you instead, so you will feel the intense pain of seeing your loved one die!" I fumed, and he sprang from the ground like he was stung, rushing to Kayla and spreading his arms, using his body as a shield over her.