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Hunted Chapter 26
SILASFive hours. Five long, silent hours. Riley hadn’t said a damn word since we left the hotel. He just sat there, staring out the window like the passing trees were the most fascinating thing in the world. Meanwhile, I was losing my mind. My fingers drummed against the steering wheel, the rhythm steady, controlled. Everything I wasn’t. I turned my eyes to him. “You good?” Nothing. He didn’t even blink, just kept staring straight ahead. Tension crawled up my spine, settling in my shoulders. I tightened my grip on the wheel. “You gonna talk to me or keep pretending I don’t exist?” Finally, he shifted, leaning back into the seat. His eyes were dark, his expression grim. “Did I hurt you?” I asked, softer this time. He sighed, dragging a hand through his hair, messing it up even more. “Considering you went at it all night…” His gaze flicked to mine. “Yeah, my ass hurts.” A grin pulled at my mouth. “No lube,” I said. “What did you expect?” His eyes narrowed, but there w
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Hunted Chapter 27
RILEYFuck. Not this again. Pain pulsed through my skull in sharp, angry beats, but it was the cold digging into my skin that finally dragged me back to reality. My eyes fluttered open, the world around me blurry and spinning. Broken glass sparkled on the floor a few inches from my face, and when I tried to move, I realized my hands and feet were bound so tightly my fingers had gone numb.The air was thick with the smell of blood—sharp and metallic—and the unmistakable scent of wolves.I tried to push myself up, but a boot slammed into my back, pinning me to the ground. Pain shot through my ribs, stealing my breath, and I bit down on a groan.“Stay down, Riley.”My heart stuttered in my chest, the familiar voice making my stomach twist.Ethan.I swallowed hard, trying to calm the panic rising in my throat. My nails bit into the palms of my hands, and I turned my head just enough to catch a glimpse of him out of the corner of my eye.Fuck. They’d found me.“Ethan,” I rasped, my throat
Last Updated : 2024-12-06Hunted Chapter 28
SILASPain. It rippled through me like a living thing, clawing at my nerves, setting fire to every inch of my skin. I sucked in a breath, sharp and jagged, and let it out slow, willing the haze in my head to clear. The room came into focus, and I blinked at the familiar ceiling above me. My bedroom. But the burn in my chest, the ache in my ribs—those didn’t belong here—it never happened here.I tried to move, to push myself up, but a firm hand slammed me back down. "Don’t even think about it, Sy." Jade. Her voice grated against my raw nerves as she stepped into view, her brow furrowed in that way she always got when she was trying to be the boss of me. "You’ll rip your stitches," she added, arms crossing over her chest like she thought she could keep me pinned there by will alone. I narrowed my eyes, my lip curling. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I bit out, every word dripping with venom. She rolled her eyes, her head tilting like I was the world’s biggest idiot. "O
Last Updated : 2024-12-07Hunted Chapter 29
RILEYThe cell was cold and harsh, just like the judgment hanging over me. I couldn’t tell how long I’d been here, knees pulled to my chest, staring at nothing. Hours? Days? Time felt irrelevant when every second chipped away at you. I’d thought about the noose waiting for me, the crowd that would gather to see my punishment, and the way it would all end—not with a fight, not with the truth, but with silence. The echo of footsteps broke through my thoughts, sharp against the stone walls. I didn’t look up. I didn’t need to. I already knew it was Ethan. He had a way of making his presence felt before he even spoke. “It’s time,” he said, his voice cool and filled with hate. “The pack is gathered.”The words hit me harder than I expected, a sharp punch to the gut, but I refused to let him see it. Slowly, I raised my head, meeting his gaze. Those green eyes of his—so calm and so hard—had always unnerved me, but today, they were a death sentence. Instead of crumbling, I stood, forcing my
Last Updated : 2024-12-08Hunted Chapter 30
SILASI slipped in through the back, moving fast and quiet, sticking to the shadows like my life depended on it—because it did. The place was quiet, too quiet, but I wasn’t about to complain. It gave me time to figure out where they were keeping Riley. The house in front of me stood three stories tall and a crowd of them had gathered out front—werewolves, snarling and restless. All their attention was fixed on the rope hanging from the beam in the center of the yard. I didn’t need to guess what it was for. This wasn’t for show. I moved fast, skirting the edge of the property until I found an open window around the back. A break, finally. I climbed through, landing as softly as I could. The place was big, cavernous, but I didn’t have time to care. Every second counted. The stairs creaked under my boots as I climbed, keeping low. My heart slammed in my chest, my ribs aching with every step. That wound I’d been pretending wasn’t there? It burned like hell, but I shoved it to the ba
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Hunted Chapter 31
RILEYSilas sat beside me, his chest rising and falling in shallow gasps. I couldn’t stop staring at him, couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that he was here. Alive. Breathing. After everything, he’d found his way to me—to my pack. He’d saved me. But the relief bubbling in my chest was shadowed by a pant of fear and guilt. His shirt clung to his body, slick with sweat and blood. I could smell it, sharp and metallic, mingling with the faint trace of him that I remembered so vividly. “Silas,” I said softly, barely above a whisper. His grip tightened on the steering wheel, his knuckles pale and rigid. “Not now,” he muttered, his voice rough, strained. “You’re bleeding,” I pushed, my gaze dropping to the dark stain spreading across his chest. “We need to stop. Pull over—” He shook his head, his eyes flicking to me for a split second before locking back on the road. “No. Not yet.” “Silas—” “I said no,” he bit out, cutting me off, though the rasp in his voice betrayed the e
Last Updated : 2024-12-11Hunted Chapter 32
SILASI felt better. Not great—my ribs still twinged every time I moved the wrong way—but good enough to drive. Riley was next to me, a bag of chips crinkling in his lap as he ate like it was the only thing keeping him occupied. “You haven’t told me where exactly we’re going,” he said, turning his head just enough that I could feel his attention shift to me. I glanced at him briefly before focusing back on the road. “The cabin,” I said simply. “And where is the cabin?” he asked, dragging out the words like they were foreign. “Off the grid.” Riley sat up straighter, brushing the crumbs off his hands. “Okay, that’s not an actual answer, Silas.” “It’s in the mountains,” I said, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter. “We’ll get there.” “You sound confident for someone who just admitted they’re not sure where it is.” “I didn’t say I wasn’t sure. I said I’ve only been there once.” Riley groaned, dropping his head back against the seat. “Fantastic. Nothing inspires t
Last Updated : 2024-12-13Hunted Chapter 33
RILEYThe last three weeks had been... peaceful. The kind of peace that still felt strange, like wearing a borrowed coat. No one chasing us. No shadows waiting to pounce. Just us. And even if I was still trying to learn how to trust it, life was good.“Riley,” Silas mumbled against my shoulder, his hand slipping over my waist, pulling me into his chest. The way he said my name made me smile—a sound half growl, half sigh that never failed to wake me better than any alarm.I covered his hand with mine, locking us together as I pressed back against him. “Morning.”His lips grazed my neck, and I felt his grin before I heard his reply. “Morning.”The kiss that followed was slow, lazy, and far too effective at making me forget what we were supposed to be doing today. When he dragged his mouth to the line of my jaw, I laughed, pushing weakly at his chest.“Silas,” I said, still smiling as I looked up into those blue eyes of his. “I’m sore, remember?”His fingers slid through my hair, taking
Last Updated : 2024-12-14
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Hunted Chapter 92
MARCUSI wanted to take his pain away. Every bruise, every ache—I wanted to wipe them from his skin, to replace them with something else, something softer. My touch. My mouth. Me.So I leaned down, pushing the fabric of his shirt higher, my fingers ghosting over the bruises marring his abdomen. I let my lips settle on the darkest one, pressing a kiss to it, warm and slow.Ronan shifted on the bed, his hand coming up, pushing weakly at my head. “Marcus,” he sighed, his voice rough, tired. I glanced up at him, meeting his heavy-lidded gaze.“What are you doing?” he asked, breath hitching when I moved, my mouth brushing over another bruise, this one stretching along his ribs.“Kissing every pain away.”His fingers twitched against my scalp, his eyes closing for a moment before fluttering open again. His chest rose and fell with shaky breaths, his body rigid beneath me like he didn’t know whether to push me away or pull me closer.I moved higher, my lips dragging up the bruises that cover
Hunted Chapter 91
RONANThe pack was in chaos when we returned.People who had fled to the shelters were back, but the place still looked like a battlefield. Blood stained the ground, the scent thick in the air. Injured wolves leaned against each other.There was no spell to protect us from the outsiders, but at least we were deep in the woods. At least we made it back.I trailed behind Marcus, Riley’s weight heavy in my arms. I didn’t stop moving until I reached the pack hospital, where I lowered him onto the bed. The entire room was buzzing, healers and pack members rushing from one injured body to the next.Two people hurried toward us.“What happened to them?” a woman asked, her sharp gaze scanning their injuries.Before I could open my mouth, Marcus spoke.“He got shot three times,” he said quickly, his voice coming out breathy. “There’s one close to his heart, but I can still hear his pulse.”Then he turned to Riley, his fingers wrapping around his limp hand.“He was injected with silver. Please—
Hunted Chapter 90
RONANThe smell of blood was thick in the air.My eyes dropped to the body at my feet, then back to Riley, waiting for his reaction.“I killed your brother,” I said. My voice was low and almost shaky. My fingers curled around the bloodied stick before I let it fall beside the corpse with a dull thud. Riley stared down at him, his face unreadable. Blank. Then, after a long breath, he said, “Yeah. He was a shitty brother.”That was it.No anger. No grief. Just that.For a second, I didn’t know what to say. Then I realized—what was there to say?He was right. Liam was a shitty brother. And Silas’ mate.Riley exhaled sharply, shaking himself out of whatever thoughts stayed in his head. Then he turned. “We need to go. Silas and Marcus are running out of time.”At the sound of Marcus’ name, my chest tightened.The thought of him locked up in that tiny space—by them—made my vision blur, anger burning through my veins. I couldn’t think about it.I just started moving.“We have to shift.”Ril
Hunted Chapter 89
RONANI couldn’t even enjoy it. The moment. The fucking words I’d been dying to hear from him, the ones I never thought I’d get. Couldn’t let them settle in my chest, couldn’t hold onto them, couldn’t even breathe them in before the earth shook and everything turned to chaos.Not when Marcus went to fight, leaving me behind to walk the frozen woods in silence with Riley, searching for shelter. Not when Liam—Riley’s own brother—came out of nowhere, and the world around me went dark. Not when I woke up, and Marcus was gone, taken from me while I was chained and powerless to stop it.And I did nothing.Not because I was weak. Not because I couldn’t break out of the silver chains slicing into my skin.But because I knew it wouldn’t change a damn thing.I could have torn through them, killed them all, but I would’ve only gotten myself and Marcus killed in the process. So I watched as they took Silas. Watched as they took my Marcus. Watched them walk away like we were nothing, like we were
Hunted Chapter 88
RONANI didn’t know how long we had been at it, how many hours had bled into days, but it didn’t stop, not once. The routine had become so familiar, so consuming, that I stopped keeping track of time. When I woke up, we fucked. After breakfast, we fucked. In the shower, against the wall, on the floor—anywhere he wanted me, he took me, and I let him.Three days.Three long days of staying with Marcus, of lying in his bed, of feeling the warmth of his body against mine, of listening to his voice, low, close, whispering things I shouldn’t want to hear. Three days of knowing, without a single doubt, that he had finally come to terms with something we had both seen coming—Riley was no longer his.But I was here.I carried his mark.“I should go,” I muttered, my voice quieter than I meant it to be as I sat on the couch, feeling far too comfortable in his space. “Silas must be worried about me.”Marcus moved beside me, the heat of his body close, and then his fingers found mine, sliding betw
Hunted Chapter 87
RONANI didn’t know why I was here.Why I was sitting outside the house of a man I hated, watching him like some stalker, waiting for something—anything.When Riley and Silas talked about Marcus, it pissed me off. It scratched at something deep inside me, something raw, something restless. Maybe it was this damn mark, this—this pull that bound me to him like an invisible chain, tugging at me every time I tried to ignore it.Or maybe it was because I pitied him. Because I knew Riley was rejecting him today.Or maybe I was just stupid enough to have started falling for him.The night was cold, but that wasn’t why I shivered. Even with my body running hotter than a human’s, the chill slipped under my skin, sank into my bones, curled up inside me like an ache I didn’t want to name. I wrapped my arms around myself, exhaling into the dark. I didn’t know how long I waited—hours, maybe? Long enough to start doubting if this was a good idea.But then, I felt him before I saw him.The mark hidd
Hunted Chapter 86
### MARCUSIt made my skin itch that Ronan wasn’t going to run with the pack. . And damn it, I knew it shouldn’t bother me, not when I had already made my decision, not when tonight was about marking Riley, about breaking that unwanted mistake of a bond that should never have existed in the first place.But still, it scratched at me, an irritation I couldn’t shake, one that had lingered in the back of my mind for days. Because for the past three days since we came down, I had barely seen him, only catching glimpses when I wasn’t supposed to be looking, only noticing the way my eyes kept drifting toward the window of my office, hoping—fucking hoping—to see him, even if it was just for a second.And the only time I had seen him clearly, really seen him, he had been standing outside my door, watching me, not even trying to hide it, as if the pull between us was too strong to fight.It should have made me angry. Should have made me snap at him, should have had me chasing him away. But ins
Hunted Chapter 85
MARCUSI had just cheated on my mate.And it didn’t matter that it had felt good, that it had been something I hadn’t realized I was desperate for until I had it, something that left me raw and aching. None of it changed the fact that I had betrayed Riley—the one person I loved, the one person who had always been mine.I couldn’t bring myself to look at Ronan, not when I could feel the way his gaze followed my every move, like he was dissecting me, picking apart every breath I took. It made my skin prickle, made my stomach tighten, and I hated it. I hated knowing what I’d done.And I hated that I didn’t regret it as much as I should have.Riley stood in front of me, close enough that I could reach for him, close enough that I could lose myself in the familiar scent of him, but my thoughts were a mess, tangled and fraying at the edges. My pulse pounded, my mind running circles around itself, trying to convince me that I had scrubbed every trace of Ronan from my skin, that there was not
Hunted Chapter 84
RONANThe bastard marked me.A violent shudder wracked through my body, but I wasn’t sure if it was from fear, my heat, or the sick pleasure humming through my veins.Marcus’ eyes were wide, the harsh lines of his face tightening, jaw locked like steel. He stared at me like this was my fucking fault.A hiss slipped from my lips. His hands were still gripping my waist, but I didn’t care—I pressed down, hard, grinding against him. Fuck. I couldn’t help it.The heat. The bond. The way it slithered through my blood, coiling around my ribs, pushing at every nerve—I couldn’t stop myself.I pressed down again.Marcus sucked in a sharp breath, his grip tightening as a shudder ran through both of us.I didn’t want this. Didn’t want him.But the mark burned against my skin, and my body begged for it—screamed for it.“Just do it,” I bit out.His jaw clenched. His eyes flicked downward, dragging over my heavy trousers, taking in the shape of me, the way I was already leaking for him.A muscle tic
