The Huntress

copyright 2020 Frankie Silva. All rights reserved. ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ She hated to admit it but Elijah was right. They should've waited, went through the proper channels. Her patience had run out. She knew if they didn't catch this rogue now they would never be able to get him. They had been tracking him for months and the minute they get close to catching him he crosses into vamp territory. Worst part was that it wasn't just any vamp territory but an Original. A direct descendent of the gods, what awful luck they have. She had no other choice, finally catching onto the rogues scent she couldn't let this opportunity slip away. The first thing you learn as a Hunter is when tracking, if you get a lock on their scent never let it go. You hunt until you catch your target. If only the council agreed and gave us more authority. Unfortunately there were certain laws that we must abide by, being Hunters meant that we were held up to a higher standard than most. Hunters watched over supernaturals. That was why they were created to be the watchmen and the council was the guiding force. When the council gave her and Elijah this assignment she thought it would be an easy catch. One more mission before taking her place as Queen. She was wrong. She should've known this wouldn't be so simple. The crime scene alone was confusing. A female, species Human, was killed by a rogue Vampire by the name of Cocidius. He was on the run and they were the ones that were ordered to hunt him. He led them straight into the territory of an original, King Crius. It didn't take long before they were surrounded by his men. They were trespassing which was a crime punishable by death. ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ A/N Thank you for taking the time to read my first book. Please feel free to leave comments. I would love to hear from you. Frankie S