Mary Wilson

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  • by Mary Wilson 519 An Old Enemy Micah Chase, a renowned hunter of the Chase family, though not as well known as his brother, Thorrin Chase, had tasked himself with figuring out the mysteries that plagued the somewhat perfect uninterrupted Royal Games. His brother was talented at a great many things… but if there was ever something that he was better at than Thorrin ever hoped to be, it was his sharp gut instincts. Despite his weakness, Micah had much sharper instincts than those of his brother. Since arriving…
  • by Mary Wilson 518 Barely anyone left... Brunhilde twisted the steering wheel of the powerful armoured vehicle as she floored the brakes, forcing the vehicle into a vicious drift before switching gears and flooring the accelerator. The engine roared loudly and the tires screeched over the asphalt, groaning under the stress they were being put through. The hunters were issued very sturdy vehicles. So much so that Brunhilde was more than happy to receive one in Brigadia to aid her in this mission. Unfortunately,…
  • by Mary Wilson 517 Silent Prayer The first lesson hunters knew to always keep in mind was ‘Never let your guard down,’ and yet this woman was now relaxed, checking her nails even. Anthony was about to ask her what she was thinking when a breeze blew past him. His eyes only caught a glimpse of white as something devilishly fast darted past him and onto the humans they’d surrounded. The new arrival skidded to a stop right in front of them, facing a teenage girl clutching her stomach in pain, “Make it…
  • by Mary Wilson 516 Never mind... She’s here The hunters of Brigadia were caught off guard by the sudden influx of werewolves. Most of them were at the edges of the town, dealing with the ‘rogue’ issue that had arisen in the past few weeks. Because of this, they hadn’t prepared for an internal attack. Scratch that, there was simply no way to predict such a thing… and at a scale as large as what they witnessed. Wolves tore through the streets, attacking everything and anything that lived and breathed with…
  • by Mary Wilson 515 Grieve All throughout his battle with the wolves, he’d felt feelings of despair, anguish, pain, terror flooding his mind through the mind link… but he hadn’t had the time to interpret what these emotions were telling him. Or even discern the screams for help that came through the mind link. Why the emotions had called out to him so much. Dexter had simply carried out his duty to protect the civilians trapped in the stadium, hoping reinforcements would come in time… He’d never paid…
  • by Mary Wilson 514 An Odd Power Dexter was relieved to see Katie but also surprised as well. Yes, the former head hunter was someone respected and loved by everyone in Brigaida. It’s where she’d grown up but her life had long since changed. If there was ever a time when Dexter considered himself lucky, this was one of those times. Everyone knew the story of the Lost Luna. She How then was she here, saving him of all people? It’s not like he wasn’t grateful… but then, he could think of several other…
  • by Mary Wilson 513 At Death’s Door Dexter, being a delta, was larger than the rest of the wolves around. However, the differences went far beyond mere size. These hostile newly shifted wolves were bloodthirsty and probably didn’t care about what would happen to him if they attacked fangs and claws blazing. On the other hand, Dexter felt a bit hesitant to attack them. These weren’t just werewolves out to kill him, they were people who’d attended the games. One of them was Titus, a very talented human…
  • by Mary Wilson 512 Short-lived Howls of pain and screams of anguish filled the stadium, coming from the humans that had mysteriously started undergoing their first shifts. Amidst the convoluted chaos, two more humans were thrown into the process of the first shift, sowing seeds of doubt into everyone that had no clue what was going on, which was pretty much… everyone in the stadium. At Dexter’s order, civilians were asked to evacuate the stadium while all the wolves going through the first shift were taken care…
  • by Mary Wilson 511 Shift Basketball is a well-known sport in the two empires of the kingdom… and many times comes naturally to the supernaturally stronger werewolves. To make it fair, werewolves are not allowed to use half-shifts during games. Keeping them from drawing on the supernatural strength their wolf sides allowed them was impossible. So even then, the energy boost from their nature is tremendous, making it nearly impossible for humans to compete. For that reason, there were sometimes games in which…
  • by Mary Wilson 510 Troublesome Call Brunhilde’s muscles roared in agony as she struggled to control her hammer. The princess had sent her flying twice, making her weight seem like a trivial matter. Despite her smaller stature, it seemed the large warrior’s size was nothing if not for show. Katie was gracefully throwing her around. In one ungraceful swing of desperation, Brunhilde had unleashed all her strength in a feat to hit the princess’s attacking form. ‘I know there is a large power gap between…
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