Chapter 5 The Hunters

As Asher transformed back into his human form, he felt a sense of relief wash over him. He had made it through the full moon without incident.

But as he emerged from the forest, he was met with an unsettling sight. A group of hunters, armed with rifles and silver bullets, were staking out the area.

Asher's instincts kicked in, and he knew that he had to get out of there. He turned to run, but it was too late.

One of the hunters spotted him and let out a shout. "Werewolf!" he cried, raising his rifle.

Asher knew that he had to act fast. He ran as fast as he could, dodging the hunters' bullets and trying to lose them in the trees.

The hunters were relentless, pursuing him with a ferocity that made Asher's heart pound in his chest. He knew that he had to keep running, to stay one step ahead of them.

As he ran, Asher's senses were heightened. He could smell the hunters' sweat and adrenaline, and he could hear the sound of their breathing. He knew that he was being hunted, and he had to use all his skills to survive.

Asher's heart was racing, and his lungs were burning. He knew that he couldn't keep running forever, but he had to try. He had to protect himself, and he had to make sure that the hunters didn't find out about Ember.

The hunters were closing in, their footsteps getting louder and closer. Asher knew that he had to think fast, to come up with a plan to shake them off his trail.

He spotted a narrow stream running through the forest, and he knew that it was his best chance. He sprinted towards the stream, leaping over rocks and dodging low-hanging branches.

As he landed in the stream, Asher felt the cold water rush over his feet. He knew that it would help to conceal his tracks, and he followed the stream, using the water to hide his scent.

The hunters were hot on his heels, but Asher knew that he had gained some distance. He kept running, his heart pounding in his chest, until he was sure that he had lost them.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Asher emerged from the stream, shaking off the water and looking around cautiously. He knew that he had to be careful, to make sure that the hunters didn't follow him to Ember's house.

With a sense of relief, Asher made his way back to town, keeping a watchful eye out for any signs of the hunters. He knew that he had to be vigilant, to protect himself and the people he cared about.

As he walked, Asher couldn't shake off the feeling that the hunters would be back. He knew that he had to be prepared, to defend himself and those he loved.