The Hunted|| Lydia & Noah
 When it seemed as if she had lost the two men, Lydia picked up on their scent not far ahead. Taking a look around, she headed towards the mouth of an alley. There, she found the two, cornering the same boy from before. âHey boys! Why donât you pick on someone your own size?â Letting her eyes glow gold, she bared her teeth and revealed her claws.Â
The hunters swiveled around to face Lydia. "Just our luck, got us a vamp and werewolf. A real life Twilight." One of them groaned, rolling his eyes and raising his rifle.
Noah bristled at the comment on his size, but lunged to attack the two hunters while they were mildly distracted. He tore into the neck of one of them, but the other fired a quick shot at Noah, landing a silver bullet in his side. "Fuck!" He moaned as he skittered off the bleeding hunter and against the wall.
















