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I blur to the door and throw it open, a growl on my breath.
"Oh, settle down. It's not the deep." He says, his voice bouncing off the trees.
Apollo's breath hitching draws my attention from the yard to her frozen face.
"Dad?" Apollo says, walking towards the broken staircase.
A tall, chocolate, dreadheaded man steps out from behind an invincible curtain, smiling at Apollo.
Hands in his track pants pockets, combat boots loosely laced.
Jacket left open, exposing his smooth chest.
Covered in a viking tattoo.
"Hey, my love." He says, genuinely smiling at Apollo.
Apollo's eyes widen as she looks the man she hasn't seen in years over.
"What are you doing here?" Apollo questions, never moving towards him.
His scent floats to me, and I instantly recognize Apollo's exact scent.
Strawberry and marshmallow, mixed with honey.
"I could be asking you the same thing." He says, tilting his head.
"Who are you?"
"Oh, how rude of me. We haven't been properly introduced. I'm Father Christian Blakely. One of the founding fathers of the people you're killing off." He says, bowing.
"Why are you here?" Damon growls, head down.
Father Christian's eyes narrow as he stands to his full height, arms folded behind his back.
"You know, hunters bow when in our presence. You should try it." Father Christian says, tilting his head at us.
Suddenly, air is leaving my lungs, and my beasts are fighting for dominance.
Every hunter in the area grunts and drops to their knees.
Malia growls as Kayla is bent over, whimpering in pain.
I growl and fall to my knees, head bowed.
"Apollo, bow." Damon grunts out, skin twitching from the command.
"I don't need to. Will you chill out, please?" Apollo says, pointing to her alpha and her twin.
Rolling his eyes, Christian releases us, allowing his eyes to change back to brown.
Air crashes through my lungs, causing me to inhale harshly before slowly rising to my feet.
"What do you want?"
Father Christian looks around at the giant cabin in the woods.
"I like this. Looks very homie." Christian says, looking around, putting his long locd hair in a sloppy ponytail.
"Dad." Apollo says, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Oh yea, I'm here for a reason. You've been busy, young hunter. Killing off Originals left and right like it's nothing." Father Christian says, walking from behind his veil fully.
"So what do you want?"
"I want you to leave asap." Father Christian says, blurring to the bottom of the stairs, examining the destruction.
"Leave? Our mission isn't over."
"Hell happened here? Looks like a body was thrown into the stairs." He says, touching the broken concrete.
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Origins *Book 3 Of The Hunted Series*
ÜbernatürlichesNatalie and her pack are on a mission to wipe the earth of hunters. What they don't know is that they'll soon run into people they didn't even know were alive. In book 3, you'll learn the Origin stories of Natalie, Damon and Apollo as they travel th...
