The Alpha King's Hunter

n meeting out here in

he coven of witches had been ch

arrived and the witches seem

days. This traveling coven had come to Norway specifically to hold this ceremony. It seemed

spered. Shoving his shoulder into B

cold warning stare. "

quiet. He understood. It was t

protection spells around their meeting places.

Neil was to get his hand

ing of the conclave wounded, bleeding and barely alive. This wolf had esc

conclave, killing his Father in the coup. These witches

Blake had not stopped trying to avenge his Father. It

e could feel his wolf senses heightening

d his nostrils, the smell of the fire around

out being werewolf. Y

ll of the environment along with t

ger. They could tell when something was off, just b

dred feet ahead in the dar

ink they were faster than

rt. They had heightened senses like the werewolf and they lived a ridiculousl

he other side of the hill, interrup

ooo

t meant there were no he

ves jum

ever got ol

ing as they ran into

e about to get the battle of their lives stopped their chantin

e hills above. They couldn't see further t

ried, launching a large ball of fl

position. Showing the witches the full extent

ake them!'

itch, Blake sna

tches didn't listen to he

hem hauled spel

e wolves fully engaged th

began to tear their guard down. The first wi

midable opponents. They held

chanting spells. For each one wolf

y. They couldn't win e

light. Her hair flowing in the wind. She hadn't cast

asn't stopped. He pranced around, watching the battle in full

been standing on. He leapt towards the levitati

around in circles, looking for an opening and just before he coul

burst into greater white light tha

t moment,

olves, the werewolves lost their transformation for a f

tood te

n't unde

lf to looking like a twenty-eig

witches had gotten the

en followed the ball of ligh

ees in unison with a thousand volts

h, still hanging in the

is, butle

erialized from thin air for

their own lives. They fought like me

hanging in the air had just t

od, cries of battle

He couldn't let him get to the witc

ves. The battle was beyond fierce now.

y witches. They wasted no time as they struck him immediately, swords ripping into his shou

first witch by the head a

, swung out his claws at any approaching witch w

en witches. The first got

der had made him throw all reas

ng focus. Realizing that he needed

him mad. He marked them, all the ones in black

the trees. Flames lit the ship up, burning corpses and

ed the witches fiercely, trees were

ghtly weak in the should

they d

hese witches killed t

ping high, accomplishing incredible leaping feats and

werewolf form, pick an axe

nd. Surveying the

ith a witch; her fur flying in the wind as she ba

und them. The witch grabbed her and threw her to the ground. Meredith landed

up with

chanted a spell, blue flames appeared around her as she increased the chant and pointed

ng her out of the approaching flame

rled. Now sh

edith had sunk her teeth into the witches shou

he strength of the coven. But she wasn't the witch Blake had be

led. His eyes, red as ever.

faster than she could react in such a short time, hitt

oughout the battle and now

e her and cried. "The

opping her words half way as he ripped ou

d weapons that had materialized from nowhere suddenly disappeared int

as if on cue, began t

ntire pack of wolves g

full flight. The wolves hot on their

e by one, the wolves would

ere only six

s behind suddenly

She yelled to the o

ed to try and convinc

is! We can make it to

Elvis. Go!

ed up the large stick that had fallen from a broken tree, whis

few witches could cast a spell in the el

. Snarling with bloody jaws, they had

t have to do this. We

not. You're a twisted

t sounded

ger for fallen friends or coven

and new trees began to grow behind her. Completel

could see the fleeing witches go th

st the rema

g her arm in his fierce ja

itch

Blake co

standing in human form, w

she can't give us

ach wolf transfor

d to the bl

ed. Picking the witch by the throat an

led and said:

grip on her neck.

s Ava!"

t, the witches' e

the wolves..." "A hunter, a wolf, an alpha dead, a two

Many witches would proph

dn't ca

Ava!" Bl

the wolves. A hidden hunter amidst them, a

drop. She stood on her own feet. Still in a trance. S

amidst them, one of their kind, a hunter yet not of the

had leapt over to her in his wolf form a

body fell t

tch wa