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Hunted Chapter 40
SILASPain shot through my skull as I slammed back against the wall, the air leaving my lungs in a sharp gasp. My hands came up on instinct, palms clammy, trembling—greenish veins spidered across them like something out of a nightmare. My chest heaved as my gaze darted around.Ronan was curled in the corner, unrecognizable. A wolf. His massive frame was tucked tightly against the wall, his eyes closed as if he were sleeping—or pretending to.I turned my head, slowly, to find Riley sitted there. Silent. Still. His jaw set so tight I thought it might snap.“Riley,” I rasped, the sound barely audible. He didn’t move at first, didn’t even blink. Then, agonizingly slow, he turned his head, his gaze locking on mine.I flinched at the cold emptiness in his eyes.“I’m sorry,” I whispered, the words brittle as they left my throat.He laughed. A sharp, bitter sound that cut through the room.“You’re sorry?” His voice rose, his chest rising and falling with a fury I couldn’t meet. “You’re sorry,
Last Updated : 2024-12-20Hunted Chapter 41
SILASThe moon hung high in the sky, casting a cold, silver glow on the forest floor. My breath came out in sharp white puffs as Desmond dragged me out into the woods, his grip tight on my arm. Around us, the pack of wolves moved silently, their eyes glowing yellow with hunger. The veins in my body throbbed, each pulse like fire under my skin.“Look around you, Silas,” Desmond hissed in my ear, his voice sharp with anger. “These wolves are hungry, and tonight, the hunter becomes the hunted.”He moved in slow circles, and I clenched my jaw, refusing to look away.“And now what?” I asked, my lips curling into a bitter smirk. “You finally get your revenge after all these years? And then what?” I tilted my head, mockery dripping from my words. “It all ends tonight, doesn’t it? Nearly two decades, and it ends here.”I balled my fists, nails digging into my palms, but I didn’t let him see the pain. Desmond wasn’t the only one craving revenge. Even if I died tonight, I would make him pay for
Last Updated : 2024-12-21Hunted Chapter 42
RILEYI couldn’t do it. Walk away. Leave him behind.I kept telling myself over and over—he deserved whatever hell was coming for him. But even through the blaze of anger burning hot in my chest, I knew the truth, I couldn’t let it happen.“Ronan, right?” I muttered, my voice low as my eyes tracked to the corner where he sat—naked as the day he was born, like shame wasn’t a thing that existed in his world.He tilted his head, those sharp, glacial-blue eyes locking on mine. I swallowed hard, closing my own eyes for a moment before forcing out a sharp breath.“You know Silas is your brother, right?” I said, even though I’d already heard every word they’d shared just hours ago.His head tilted a fraction, brown hair falling against his face like some careless afterthought. “Yeah,” he said, voice as hollow as his expression.“And you’d just let that man kill him?” I snapped, heat rising in my voice. “Just like that?”“Yes,” he answered without hesitation. “I don’t know him. Don’t remember
Last Updated : 2024-12-22Hunted Chapter 43
RILEYI was wrong. It wasn’t simple.The man sensed me before I could get within ten feet of him. In an instant, he was gone, leaping to the side like I was nothing more than a passing breeze.“Are you fucking out of your mind?” Desmond spat, brushing snow from his dark shirt with infuriating calmness, like I wasn’t standing there with knives in hand.My grip on the blades tightened. My chest burned, every labored breath steaming in the cold. I kept my eyes locked on him, refusing to glance at Silas, even though the sound of his pain—bones cracking and grinding—filled the air.“I shouldn’t be the one you’re trying to hurt,” Desmond said as his lips curling into a smug smirk. “You should be trying to kill the hunter, hell I could let you in on the fun..”“You’re hurting him,” I growled through gritted teeth, inching closer, sweat trickling down the back of my neck despite the biting cold.Desmond’s smirk grew wider. His glowing yellow eyes gleamed in the low light, like a predator toyi
Last Updated : 2024-12-22Hunted Chapter 44
RILEY The cold air bit into my lungs, each breath coming short and fast as I jerked hard in Desmond’s hold. The forest blurred around me, a smear of grays and whites. "Silas," I whispered, my voice breaking like thin ice. But there was no answer—only a low, guttural growl that rumbled from his chest. “I suggest you run,” Desmond murmured from behind me, his hand gripping my shoulder. His fingers dug in, just for a moment, before releasing me. The moment I felt that freedom, I bolted. The snow crunched beneath my boots as I fled, my legs shaking so badly I could barely stay upright. Laughter rippled through the air behind me. It wasn’t long before I realized I wasn’t alone anymore. The others had joined him. His pack. They were at the edges of my vision, their teeth glinting like shards of moonlight. And then he struck. The massive form slammed into me from behind, driving me face-first into the frozen ground. Pain exploded in my jaw, and I gasped as the cold burned my sk
Last Updated : 2024-12-23Hunted Chapter 45
SILASSomething warm brushed against my cheek. Gentle, slowly—like it wasn’t meant to wake me but couldn’t help doing so. My eyes snapped open, and there he was. Riley. His hand stayed on my face, his fingers trembling as he stared at me.It wasn’t relief in his eyes. Not exactly. Relief would’ve been too easy, too kind for me. No, what stared back at me was jagged and raw, a mix of anger, pain, and hate.My lips twitched into the ghost of a bitter smile, as the memory of our reversal came to my mind. Back at the farm, it had been me tending to him. Now the roles were reversed.I shifted, trying to sit up, but the weight on my wrists stopped me. Not pain—chains. Cold and tight on my wrist. My gaze flicked back to Riley, who hadn’t moved, hadn’t flinched, his hand still hovering over my skin like he wasn’t sure whether to hold on or pull away.“Riley,” I rasped, his name cracking on my tongue, the word too dry.His expression changed in an instant. His hand fell away, and his lips curl
Last Updated : 2024-12-24Hunted Chapter 46
SILAS“We have to go.”Riley shook his head again, the same sharp refusal he’d been giving me all day. Without a word, he turned and stalked back to the kitchen. I followed him, leaning against the counter as he grabbed a glass of water.This thing I’d become—the wolf—I hadn’t figured out how to settle into it yet. Everything felt too much: sounds sharper, scents stronger. It was like the world had been turned up to an unbearable volume. Even Riley’s voice, when he wasn’t careful, could scrape against my nerves like glass.And then there was us. The tension that hung in the air every time he so much as glanced at the door. My gut clenched at the thought of him leaving—my mind spinning out scenarios where he walked away and never came back.“It’s a death sentence,” Riley muttered, finally breaking the silence. His voice was rough, edged with frustration. “And he might already be—” He stopped himself, his jaw tightening as he gave me a look that said it all: *Why are we wasting our time
Last Updated : 2024-12-25Hunted Chapter 47
RILEYI couldn’t stop pacing. Every second that passed felt like a countdown to disaster. It had been over an four house since Silas disappeared into that compound, and every what if clawed at my brain.What if he was caught? What if he was dead? What if I’d already lost him, and I was too much of a coward to stop it, to follow him?“Fuck,” I hissed, gripping the car door handle. My chest heaved as I stared at the treeline where he’d vanished. I should’ve gone with him. Should’ve followed sooner.No more waiting.I swung the door open, stepped into the biting morning air, and ran toward the compound.The sun had risen, painting the sky in soft blues and yellows, but it didn’t ease the dread crawling up my spine. Birds chirped overhead, oblivious to the hell happening in my head. I reached the metal gate, gripped the cold bar, and swung over. My feet hit the snow, sending a sharp jolt up my legs.I paused, scanning the open space. Too exposed. If anyone was watching, they’d see me.I b
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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—
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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
