The Hunter's POV
The ancient texts scattered across my desk pulsed with dark energy, each page holding secrets about the prophecy I'd spent fifty years pursuing. But something had changed. The carefully woven network I'd built across supernatural territories was shifting, realigning itself without my influence.
"She's emerged," Lilith whispered, her unseeing eyes somehow seeing more than any mortal could comprehend. "The white wolf with eyes like ice. Her power... it's beyond anything we anticipated."
I traced the intricate symbols on the nearest manuscript, feeling the ancient magic respond to my touch. "Tell me."
Lilith moved like liquid shadow, her presence making the very air feel heavy with supernatural energy. "The vampires have already aligned themselves with her. New Orleans' s
