Tom Harem [Harem - Beast Hunters 8

Beast Hunters

Part Eight

By

Tom Harem

Beast Hunters Book 8 2019 by Tom Harem. All Rights Reserved.
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Table Of Contents

If you havent read the first part be sure to check it out

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Or buy the novel which contains the first four serials

Novel

Blurb (Part One);

After three years in the Hunters' Academy, he's finally ready to join his brothers in arms and prove that his father's suspicions about corruption within the organization were wrong, once and for all.
On his very first day, he ends up being tasked to kill a beast alongside two stunning women. The beautiful, yellow-clad Fire-Controller, Maggie, and the dark, metal-whip-cracking Goth, Kendra.
But when they confront the Reapers' creature, they make a shocking discovery; one that can jeopardize the whole world and undermine their loyalty to the Hunters. There are beasts out of the ordinary and their organization - The Hunters - might be involved.
It's a race against the clock to beat the bloodthirsty beasts, and all the while the relationship between the three of them is getting more and more complicated. A clash of personalities is imminent as new members join the group and colleagues become lovers, but James can't lose focus on the fate of the world. With everything hanging in the balance, can James and his companions slay the beasts and stay one step ahead of both the Reapers and the Hunters?

He closed his teeth, gnashing, and turned his face, grabbing Kendra's whip and using it to pull us toward him and to throw us across the air. Our bodies rolled down the road, our knees peeling and our hands scraping on the asphalt. Kendra's body fell on mine, my hands on her hips and her hair in my face. The sun overshadowed her face and her green eyes took on amber contours, her warm breath brushing against my neck and one of her knees between my legs.

"I... Ah... Get off me!" Kendra said, tripping over her own words.

"You have to get up first!" I answered, looking to the side, seeing Maggie's fireballs losing color and shrinking in size, almost like mere clicks bursting in her hands.

Kendra got up, straightened her clothes and grabbed her whip which was on the floor, the end covered in a brownish liquid with a smell that almost made her vomit. The policemen murmured among themselves, with their hands in the holsters, already doubting that we would be able to achieve victory. A mere level 2 monster, and we couldn't even defeat that.

"We're on time." She said, "Also, don't think I forgot that you promised to protect my sister and you failed," she added, driving with just one hand on the steering wheel, holding the cigarette with two of the fingers of the other hand and her eyes on me. She wasn't afraid of what could happen. She did not fear death and her dark eyes pierced my soul, blaming me for what had happened to Kendra minutes after she had taunted me. She stumbled between opposite poles and it was scary how much she could change.

"She's alive, isn't she?" I answered, disliking her accusation. It's not like I didn't give it my best shot.

"You need to improve your best. You were lucky last time." She said, still puffing her cigarette and expelling the smoke out of her half open window.

"I couldn't have guessed we'd end the night fighting a human beast."

"If you weren't so handsome, I'd have hurt you by now, you know?" She said, "I'm kidding. Don't worry about it. I know you tried. Even if I was there, the same thing would happen to me."

"Lipa, are you genuinely okay? You look a little..."

"Crazy? All geniuses are a little crazy, aren't they? I'm okay. I'm okay. Or I will be. Don't worry about it. At least the organization you're in has better conditions than I expected. The hospital where my sister was in was a high quality one." Lipa said and threw the cigarette out the window.

"The hospital? You were in the hospital?!"

"Sure. Don't you really think I wouldn't visit my sister?"

"How did you find the place? Or how did you even get in there without them noticing you?"

"I'm disappointed. I thought you expected more from me. The place was easy to find. I traced my sister's cell phone. Sounds silly, doesn't it? But it worked. Getting in was a little harder. There's security and cameras everywhere. I had to kidnap the doctor who looked most like me for one afternoon and wear glasses that covered half my face. I almost got caught, but I got enough time to talk to Kendra. She didn't tell you?"

"No. I didn't know anything about it. I think she wanted to tell me today, but she regretted it." I confessed to her.

"Normal. She's still ashamed of me. I don't think she'll ever forgive me for following our father's path."

"You knew that when you accepted, right?"

"I thought so. I just thought she'd understand that somebody had to do it. You may see this as an act of evil, but there's more to it than that. There are the monthly payments for those who work with me so they can support their families. There's a whole gear behind the pointers, isn't there? If it wasn't for me taking over my father's empire, it would be somebody else. You think he'd be as benevolent as me? Or so useful?" She asked me.

She drove down the road, the wind slamming in her face and throwing her hair back except for a few strands that glued to her damp lips. It was still raining, but the further away we got from the city, the more the grey clouds brighten up and fine rays of sunlight escaped through the mist.

"Benevolent, Lipa? You think I don't know about the 10 cops you killed? Does Kendra even know that?"

"No, and she doesn't need to know. Oh, shit. Who told you? The story is much more complex than that."

"It doesn't matter who did it, but I want to know the real story. You're not going to say you don't have time, are you?" I answered her.

"I'll tell you. I don't know why, but I feel comfortable around you. Maybe because I've always surrounded myself with people who don't hesitate to kill, and you'd do everything before you even thought about it." Lipa said, her voice lower than usual, the words slipping out of her mouth "Elisa knows this. Actually, she was involved, too."

"Did Elisa kill cops too?"

"That's the problem! They weren't cops. At least they weren't the good guys." Lipa answered, exalted, grabbing firmly the steering wheel, with both hands, until the bones were swollen.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I told you. I made my father's army grow. The control we had thrived on my command. Sometimes I had to be violent and fearful. That's how it works. It's been a long road. At the time Elisa was the right person for some missions and we used to end our nights in one of my bars."

"Do you have bars too?"

"Bars, brothels, laundries. Anything to make money or launder what I make in the guns business."

"And you're telling me all this? Me? I'm a Hunter, Lipa."

"Yeah, you are, and you're not going to tell anybody anything, are you? Part of you understands that I'm necessary, don't you?"