Epilogue -Daniela

The Hunted Hunter   Chapter 1 - Khalid

Fuck! I swerved as a bullet took out my rear right tire. Double fuck! I should have never freed my mother. I should have left the bitch to die at the hands of the Bloodmoon Alpha.She said we would leave and that we would go home. She promised we would leave Isis and Auntie Sarael alone.I even sought Syndicate sympathizers within Bloodmoon to help me get her out, promising that my sister would ensure Kurt officially renounced all claims to his father’s pack.I didn’t realize when they got her; she made a new deal—promising to kill Isis so that either Kurt would be weak enough to kill or accept Noya as a chosen mate. I may not be a fan of my sister being with a werewolf, but I also know and accept I don’t get a say.Isis is a werewolf, and therefore, Kurt is her soulmate. I wouldn’t want to separate her from her soulmate.I thought just having her get him to abstain from being Alpha would be sufficient. My mother went too far.And now she’s dead. Fuck! I swerved again, and the bullet

The Hunted Hunter   Chapter 2 - Daniela

I don’t have the time or energy for this shit. But what should I expect sitting at a table in el Amanecer Silencioso or The Silent Dawn to the English speakers? Certainly not quiet. If I wanted quiet, I would have stayed in my apartment. But sunset came, and I needed to dispose of last night’s meal. A tasty morsel of A negative in an unsuspecting murderer who foolishly thought I was his prey. I made sure to leave him in a place where eventually, the police would find his body and be able to close the cases of his multiple murders. I got my meal, the victims' families will get closure, and the streets of Guaymas are a little safer. A win for all. Well safer from murderous humans. Still plenty of my kind lurking in the shadows looking for a meal. But on the whole, we tend not to kill our dinners. Just eat what we need, wipe their memories, and move on.I’d considered just heading back home or checking out a bit of the nightlife when Diana Ruiz called me saying she had some news I wou

The Hunted Hunter   Chapter 3 - Khalid

I knew that the Hunters would eventually catch up with me. All I did was give myself a head start. I had only hoped it would have been long enough.But as I reached the border to Mexico, it became very apparent it wasn’t. I was trying to blend in with other vehicles crossing as I noticed Blaine glaring at me from the truck behind me.I knew I should have killed him. But that would have drawn more attention than I wanted. I glanced to either side of me, and I saw Benton Nye and Fredrick Clayton with more American Hunters in tow.Just great, I don’t need this bullshit. I hope these Americans won’t be stupid enough to cause an incident while crossing the board.They can’t be that dumb. Right? We are in a very public setting with government officials.

The Hunted Hunter   Chapter 4 - Daniela

The Hunted Hunter   Chapter 5 - Khalid

I wasn’t sure what would happen when I was left alone with Daniela. A few outcomes came to mind, and most involved one of us dying. But of the possible results I was prepared for, she went with the one I hadn’t thought of.Now I know I’m not supposed to find any supernatural creature attractive as a hunter. We aren’t supposed to allow a physical desire to interfere with what we are supposed to do. My family’s training included psychological training to control basser urges so that situations like this wouldn’t affect us on a hunt.I’m the last Adio heir. I have always been top in my classes and expected to lead the guild. Yet here I am getting hard as Daniela uses her body as an interrogation weapon. Part of me is repulsed, remindi

The Hunted Hunter   Chapter 6 - Daniela

Well shit. I was not expecting all that. The Hunter just verbally spilled his guts and essentially bared his soul in one sitting. And of all the reasons he could be on the run, I hadn’t considered that he killed someone that high up in his guild, least of all his mother.But he did it for a good reason. He did it to protect his sister. As someone with a sibling, there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for Mariana. I would kill thousands if it saved Mariana. And I’d be more than happy to start with killing our father. His death has been a long time coming.My emotions got the better of me. I empathize and sympathize with The Hunter. I know how it feels to have to face family, fight a parent, to save someone you love. That’s the only explanation for why I sat beside him and squeezed his hand.

The Hunted Hunter   Chapter 7 - Khalid

What the HELL just happened?! We were having a rather serious conversation. I was trying to express the level of insanity to Daniela’s plan to take on the Ductus of the Sonora clan, and okay, so I might have crossed a line. I was crass by bringing up what those assholes intended to do to her.So I’ll accept I earned that bitch slap. I tend to open my mouth and insert my foot. Being her nephew is the only reason Auntie Sarael didn’t do the same when I was in Oregon. And the only reason her Beta mate John didn’t hospitalize me.I should have seen the hit coming. I wouldn’t have hit my head on the coffee table if I had. And if I hadn’t hit my head, I wouldn’t have found myself on the floor bleeding with two vampires looking at m

The Hunted Hunter   Chapter 8 - Daniela

If I wasn’t so drained from using my abilities earlier, I don’t think I’d have slept a wink. Having the scent of a human in my house would be mildly annoying on any given day. But now that I’ve tasted his blood, it’s got me on edge knowing he’s just beyond that door. It took a lot of self-control to remain in my bed. It seemed to be working for a while but then that blasted alarm started going off, and he was sleeping through it. What is the point of setting the alarm if you sleep through it? I grumbled, throwing a robe on to force him awake. Maybe waking him up was well timed. He was twitching on the sofa; I don’t think it was good whatever he was dreaming about. He was shaken when he woke up. I could have and should have mocked him and continued to build that wall between us. But I didn’t. I couldn’t bring myself to do more than scold The Hunter for looking at my legs. I don’t know what his nightmare was about, but given the story he told us, I can imagine several options. The mos