Hunters Bloodline

Hunters Bloodline

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The sound of my feet hitting the ground went in one ear and out the other as I continued my run in the woods. Flashes of my dead husbands body on the ground and remembering his last I love you. I had no destination in my mind, but I did know I was running from what just happened. The BITE, The GUNSHOT, and the BLOOD. There are horrible creatures running around this world and the monster that had set my husband up for death. I had to shake my head as if to rid the thoughts that just kept flowing and flowing through my mind as if like the rains that happened on the evening in Mays'. My thoughts went to tracking. But how can you track a cold blooded killer, if they were not wanting to be found. Lucky for me I knew too much about these creatures and had been studying them for the four years since the passing of my dear Arthur. It was like instinct kicked in after his death and I had to train like my life depended on it cause it does. I built up the muscle to go after these creatures and the endurance. But was it enough to keep me safe from becoming like them and leading to the fate like my love had come too. I guess it's my choice, but the puzzling thoughts keep coming to mind. What if he does this to another family or worse more of my family. I had already lost my husband and my brother to these creatures.I couldn't lose anyone else. So I dug deeper into them, learning their weaknesses and how it could destroy their kind. Could I do this alone or would I have to call for help? Would I have the gut to be able to drag others into this knowing full well they could get killed, just for me to have the satisfaction of having the predator that killed my husband, dead. At the cost of others peoples lives. My name is Elena Kingston and I am on the hunt for the werewolf named Trevor that destroyed my life.
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Elizabeth, a young lady who was a wolf hunter as a side proffesion but a well known business woman suddenly stumbles upon a person who changes her entire life, in a way she never dreamed of. Mind it she absolutely hates wolves Hunter , a well know business man and a wolf. Charming and elegant in the human world and fierce and strong in the wolf world. How do their paths cross? What happens when he learns that his mate was a wolf hunter? Will he still accept her or would he reject her? Will Elizabeth's views on wolves change when she discoveres her mate? _____________________________________ "Did I tell you could move? " He asked crouching down. I noticed that his eyes we're ocean blue and his hair was messy. I looked into his eyes and thwack! The back of his hand collided with my cheek, causing me to spit blood. "Never look at a werewolf in the eye, specially when your weak and are his enemy" He said angrily. I nodded "Please don't hurt me" I said shaking. I was scared "Did you think of not hurting the wolves when you killed them with your hands __________________________________________ Dogs today's your last day on planet earth" I murmerred as I went out to the backyard to confront them. I knew that they knew I was here, without wasting time I aimed the grenades at them, causing them to howl and growl. Next I took out my gun and shot them six times in the stomach, arms, head, anywhere I could get them each and then using my silver dagger, I coated it with wolfsbane and then plunged it into their heart. Once I was sure they were dead, I took out my matchsticks and watched them burn. Happy with their deaths and their elimination and the fact that now their were two werewolves less on earth

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