Romans & histoires Camp Buddy Hunter

"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.'

"Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to find her. I also heard from her victims that she use something to hide her real scent." Kasper looks at his mom and she just nods. Kasper's mother gave him a look to just follow her command. "My son is not the leader of the alpha pack for nothing. He just needs to observe the hunter and find out who's her informant because I guess that there is a spy here in our village... Don't let your guard down, my son. And if you found an opportunity, kill the hunter!" "Yes, mother," Kasper said and bow to her. "I will accompany the alpha leader." Every one of them look at Fli

Emergent - freshmen/rookies/new trainee hunters; must have Defender badge which includes completion of companion & leadership in order to move forward. Minor (MI) - medalist hunter; skilled enough to be a troop handler; must have Proficient badge which includes completion of versitality & command in order to move forward. Fully Fledge (MA) - trappers/licensed ready hunters; must have Attendant badge which includes being Junior Officer and completion of all the semesters in order to be a licensed protector hunter of the Earth. Campus Executives Department: -the ones to control peace and order inside the campus. Positions can be changed once the officer did not maintain its monthly hunt count.

. With my new revelation that I was only another notch on his belt, suddenly I was not too excited anymore, hell if I could I would turn my back and go home instead. What was the use of one night stand if you were only going to get played and dumped? Not even 'Wham Bam thank you Mam.' I waited until he unmounted the bike and helped me down to the ground because it was impossible for me to move with his coat around my body like this, hugging my body like a damned vine. His hands wrapped around my waist and lifted me up from the bike. "Okay... there you go." He set me on the ground. My waist felt warm and all tingly, all I want to do is bury my head in the crook of his neck, wound my arms

I will surely regret this later. The night has started to get chilly. It's not that dark, the whole camp is lit up with post lamps. Still, it's pretty scary knowing we're doing this at night. Whose idea is this? "This activity will strengthen your bond and trust with your partner," the priest began to give his 'holy speech' that only the nuns are listening. "The task is simple. Go inside and explore the forest, look for the bible verse written on a tree, come back here for your reward. The first team to get back here, wins!" the priest said with delight. "Any questions?"

I breathed hard, dragging my body up as I crawled forward on all fours like a fucking dog. I didn't stop, didn't even look back, not even when the air around me stiffened. Not even when the animals went quiet and the trees froze as though they had held their breath. Because deep down, I already knew what this meant. Growing up, I heard stories, rumours by the other slaves about the Hunter's Territory. No one dared to cross last this line, not even Alpha's or Betas and especially, not Omegas like myself. This land belonged to someone or something more deadly and mysterious.

Breeding. The confirmation email was simple: Your hunt is scheduled. Be at campsite 7 by sunset. What happens after dark is between you and the forest. My boots crunch against pine needles as I hike deeper into the woods. Campsite 7 is perfect. A small clearing surrounded by towering pines, soft ground covered in fallen needles, a fire ring made of river stones. Far enough from any trail that no one would stumble upon it accidentally. Far enough that no one would hear me scream.

Her eyes lit up as she saw them. "Yes, they are. Do you read those kinds of books?" Hunter asked, glancing at the books and then at Aleah’s reaction. He had never seen such enthusiasm before. Then again, he wasn't the kind of person who enjoyed socializing. Perhaps that's why he was known as a master tactician and strategist—because of his solitary nature. He spent more time at the camp than at his own home. He didn't have many friends outside the Astral Guardian Camp and was probably closer to his guns than to people.

Tonight, the cold steel felt like a judgment. Between the feather-light kisses Man Bun placed on her neck, I caught the glint of white fangs extending, skimming over the delicate skin. The flash of bone snapped me back to reality. Prey. They are prey. I am the hunter. “Get ready,” I whispered, my voice rough. Lacey nodded. She settled her eye to the scope, her breathing stopping completely. Her index finger hovered over the trigger. “Aim for the head.” The two vamps moved in unison, sinking their teeth into the woman’s flesh.

That meant someone had made camp nearby. I crouched low, moving slow through the brush. The glow of a small fire flickered ahead, half-hidden by rocks and trees. Three figures sat close around it, their silhouettes shifting with the flames. Hunters. I could tell by their scent before I saw their weapons, guns laced with silver, traps coiled at their sides. And if they were this far north, they weren’t here by chance. They were looking for her. I stayed in the shadows, rain dripping down my face, pulse thundering in my ears. The leader a tall man with a scar running across his neck spoke low, his voice nearly drowned by the rain.