Hunted *Book One Of The Hunted Series*

Chapter 22: Hunter Gathering

Let's meet the hunters.

I rub out the wrinkles in my dark grey dress shirt and white wash black skinny jeans.

Chey's hands reach up and fix my collar.

I smile down at her and attach my hands to her little black dress clad waist.

"You look...handsome." Chey says on a giggle.

I chuckle and bring her closer, lowering my face to hers.

She inhales sharply as I make my scent invade her senses.

"Thanks love. You look gorgeous as always."

She blushes and drags me down into a heated kiss.

"Break it up you two, our guest are here." Malia grunts, strutting through our room to look at herself in the floor length mirror.

I pull away from Chey and glance over at her.

She's dressed in a black short sleeved v neck and black skinny jeans with rips at the knees. Black Vans cover her feet.

My eyes meet hers in the mirror and she winks. I roll my eyes at her.

Dork.

"Let's go idiot." She chuckles and follows behind Chey and I.

We meet the others in the dining hall, close to the meeting hall where the hunters are eating and talking.

"How long before we walk out?" Max asks, dressed in a fit similar to Malia and damn near everybody else.

"I mean we can walk out now. They're just talking about the supernatural population here."

They nod and fix their clothes, waiting for me to lead them out to the hall.

"Let's get this over with."

I walk towards the meeting hall door and push it open dramatically, causing everybody to go quiet.

A grin takes over my face.

"I didn't know you recruited more hunters." One of the grey haired men states, eyeing us up and down, stopping on Malia's tall lethal form.

"Uh yes. I didn't recruit them though. They helped us save the world about 2 years ago. We owe them our lives." Jon states, nodding at us.

I wave my pack and they walk to their respective seats lined against the walls.

"They have seats in your camp? What's going on Jon?" The old head asks.

Jon glances at me and I nod.

"Alex and Malia if you will?" Jon asks us.

I nod and stand, glancing over my shoulder at Malia standing in the shadows.

She steps forward and walks beside me. We stop at Jon's side and I pat his shoulder.

"My name is Alexis and this Malia. That's Max, April, Terrance, Abbey, Chey, Shonda and Candace. I'm not sure if Jon wants to tell you or not but uhh i'm a vampire. Malia is a lycan hybrid. April, Terrance, Shonda, Candace, Chey and Max are vampires. Abbey, you know Kayla, are lycan hybrids as well. Also every hunter that hasn't ate anything is a vampire."

It's so quiet you can hear the faucet drip water from the bathroom 2 floors up.

Suddenly, every hunter in here whips out a gun and points them at us. Malia growls and pulls me behind her, Kayla and Abbey joining her infront of Jon and I.

"What the fuck Jon?!? You let supernaturals into your camp!! Kiyan would be disgusted!!" The old head yells, causing Malia to growl louder at him.

"He was one of us. He was proud of his camp and would be if he was still alive." Malia grunts out, still infront of me.