Beloved Huntress

The room was eerily quiet as the four men gathered at the table glared at each other in anger, each one steaming silently, unable to unleash the reason for their anger.

The room was dimly lit and was painted in black courtesy of a certain vampire.

The door was left ajar to let a little light in, but the interior of the room was so dark it absorbed the light.

The room spoke of aura and incredible power. It also spoke of immense anger-bad blood between the occupants of the room.

"This place sucks!" one of the men finally exclaimed. He was a tall man in his early 30's with tattoos on his arms and his chest that was open. He was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, the shirt was slightly open revealing his black-ink tattoo of a phoenix on his chest. He was a werewolf, Alpha Hayden of the White Flame Pack.

"Why? You prefer your dog house," another snorted at the Alpha. This one was a man in his mid-forties. He had a small beard and was dressed in a long flowing black robe. His thin lips were pulled back into a sneer as he stared at the werewolf. He was a vampire, Malfoy, one of the most respected in his clan and he was very arrogant and dangerous.

The werewolf growled at him and the vampire bared his fangs, preparing for a fight.

"You two can grovel back to your holes once this is settled!" the third man growled. He was a thin man in his early 20's but in reality, the man was at least a thousand years old. He had black beady eyes which he used to scrutinize people and read their minds. His black trousers and leather jacket made him look like a teenager. He was the leader of the witches and warlocks council and one of the most powerful and oldest warlocks alive. His name was Magnus and he was famous for his cunning nature, but at this moment, he wasn't cunning.

"You guys can keep bickering or maybe we can finally start this meeting," the last man sighed. He was a hunter, Arthur Luther. He was among the leaders of his clan and one of the most dangerous hunters ever. He was in his late 40's but didn't look a day over thirty. He was dressed in khaki shorts and a T-shirt. His hair was styled back courtesy of his daughter and he looked serious.

The room quietened and they all turned towards him. "It's quite unfortunate we have to meet like this," Arthur continued, "I would have preferred each of you to be at the end of my stake and sword, but karma can be a bitch sometimes."

"Tell me about it," Hayden sighed, running a hand through his dark locks that kept spilling over his eyes.

"As much as we hate each other, we have to work together before we become extinct," Malfoy said.

Magnus snorted. "Work together with a hunter?"

"Scratch that, hunters," Malfoy pointed out with a groan.

Hayden cast a disgusted look at Arthur. "Why should we trust you?"

Arthur knitted his brows together in concentration. "Well, starting from the fact that you're still alive and there are no other hunters here."

"He makes a good point," Malfoy said.

Hayden glared at Malfoy. "Whose side are you on?"

Malfoy raised a defensive hand. "Hey, don't judge me! I'm just stating facts."

Magnus shrugged. "He's right though. The fact that this place isn't crawling with hunters shows they mean business."

"Or maybe he couldn't contact them," Hayden snapped.

Arthur rolled his eyes. "We're all in this together, wolfie boy."

"Call me a boy one more time and I'll show you!" Hayden growled.

"Enough!" Magnus exclaimed.

"We've all seen with our eyes how the hunters are being slaughtered with our kind. I don't think they mean any harm to us, at least not until they can stop depreciating in numbers," Malfoy explained.

"If we are ever going to find out whatever is tormenting us we need to do it together. We already tried working on our own and we lost more people," Arthur said.

Hayden sighed. "What do you suggest?"

"Let all of us gather at one place on the next half-moon so that we can keep watch and find out who has been attacking us," Magnus suggested.

Malfoy wrinkled his face. "Where are we ever gonna find where we will stay on that day?"

Arthur shrugged. "We don't have a big place."

"We can't afford to stay separate, otherwise the plan won't work," Malfoy sighed.

"What about the White Flame Pack?" Magnus asked.

There was dead silence after the question and everyone in the room stared at Hayden.

"There is no way in hell I'm letting a hunter talk more of hunters stepping foot onto my property!" Hayden growled.

The three men sighed collectively. "We aren't coming there to fight but to make sure that we're all safe," Arthur groaned.

"I don't give a flying fuck if you all die!" Hayden snapped.

"Same here," Malfoy chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah. We all dislike hunters, but at this point, I think we have to compromise a little," Magnus said.

Hayden glared daggers at him. "Provide them with a place to stay."

"It is important that we stick together!" Magnus sighed.

"We don't know what or who is that powerful to attack us so I think we should all stay in your pack, Hayden," Malfoy added.

"As annoying as you are, bloodsucker, you make a pretty good point," Magnus said.

In a flash, Malfoy was behind Magnus.