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Hunted Chapter 53
RILEYThe car smelled like us—like sex. The kind of scent that clung to everything, sticking to my skin and seeping into the leather seats. It was too much, too obvious, and I wasn’t going to risk Marcus catching it. Reaching for the box of wet wipes, I muttered, “We reek of sex. So does the car.” Silas didn’t respond. He didn’t have to. The way his jaw locked said it all, but he still parked the car with a sharp pull of the wheel. I yanked my pants down just enough to clean myself, running the wipe over my thighs, my skin still sticky with dried cum. The coolness of it made me shiver, but not as much as the way Silas was watching me, his knuckles tight on the steering wheel. I passed him a wipe. “Seriously?” he bit out, his tone a mix of irritation and anger. But he took it anyway, pulling his denim down and dragging the wipe over himself with a little too much force. “We didn’t even fuck,” he snapped, throwing the wipe onto the dashboard and leaning back against his seat
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Hunted Chapter 54
SILASI dusted off my hands as I stepped out of the storage room, satisfied the lights were finally working. As the glow returned to the cabin, I let out a small breath of relief, though it didn’t last long. When I entered the living room, it was empty—except for him.Marcus.He was leaning against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, his dark eyes locked on me with a glare sharp enough to cut. I ignored him, walking past to grab a glass and fill it with water. The cold rush soothed the burn in my chest, and for Riley’s sake, I decided to keep my mouth shut. Be the bigger man, I told myself.But of course, Marcus couldn’t let that happen.Before I could react, he grabbed the hem of my shirt and slammed me back against the wall.“You,” he spat, his voice dripping with venom as he leaned in too close, his breath hot and his anger rolling off him in waves.I clenched my jaw, biting back the instinct to throw him off me. Not because I couldn’t—because I could, easily—but because this was Ri
Last Updated : 2025-01-03Hunted Chapter 55
RILEYHe was there when I woke up. Not that I’d expected anything different.The fire burned low, casting shadows across the room, but his stillness was what made me standing still. Silas sat in the worn armchair by the fireplace, one ankle crossed over the other. A cup of coffee, long gone cold, rested on the table in front of him. He didn’t move,didn’t blink.I don’t think he’d slept.The air between us felt charged, though he made no effort to look my way. But I knew he could feel my gaze. His back stiffened and I felt the tension rolling through him in waves.I shifted, my eyes darting to Ronan, sprawled out in one of the sleeping bags, before they returned to Silas. Slowly, I crossed the room, my bare feet silent against the creaky floorboards, until I stood right in front of him.It took a moment—long enough for my heart to start pounding in my chest—before he finally looked up.And when he did...I froze.Because his eyes, the same piercing blue that once burned and brightened,
Last Updated : 2025-01-04Hunted Chapter 56
SILAS The few clothes I owned had been stuffed into a duffel bag, and the cabin keys now sat under the heavy stone by the door they always stayed. My fingers stayed on the edge of the doorway as I stared at the place for what I knew was the last time. It wasn’t the home I’d wanted, not really, but it had been something. A hiding spot. A place for I and Riley. The crunch of boots on snow drew my attention, and I turned to see Marcus heading for the car at the same time as me, his long strides confident, almost lazy. He stopped by the driver’s side door and held out his hand, palm up. “I’m driving.” A dry laugh almost slipped past my lips, but I swallowed it. “Not a fucking chance.” His dark eyes narrowed. “It’s my pack. I know the way.” I stepped closer, the keys clinking against my palm as I tightened my grip. “My car. I fucking drive. And you’re in lick because I know the way too.” A muscle ticked in his jaw, but he didn’t step aside. His figure was all hard edges and c
Last Updated : 2025-01-05Hunted Chapter 57
SILASMy heart slammed against my ribs, each beat slamming harder than the last one. I couldn’t move. Hell, I wasn’t even sure I was breathing anymore.Liam’s eyes snapped toward mine, wide with shock and what looked like confusion for a brief second before they narrowed into something harder, more dangerous.“Now you’re working with werewolf hunters too?” he sneered, and Marcus’ grip faltered as he looked back just enough for Liam to slam his weight into him. The two went tumbling, a blur of limbs.Liam rushed toward the door, but we had him boxed in. My hands shot out, catching him. But the moment my skin brushed his, a jolt of electricity snaked up my arm. It startled me—startled me enough to let him go.“What the fuck!” Marcus growled, his yellow eyes burning with anger as he recovered and yanked Liam down to the ground. He didn’t hesitate. His fist connected with Liam’s face, the crack echoing through the room.“Why did you do it?” Marcus snarled, his claws slicing out as he grab
Last Updated : 2025-01-06Hunted Chapter 58
SILASSleep wasn’t happening.Not with my head pounding, the sharp, relentless echo of go to him slicing through my thoughts like a jagged blade. I didn’t want to listen to it—fuck, I didn’t even want him. But what I did want was to silence the noise in my head and get some damn rest.With a grunt, I shoved the covers off and swung my legs over the side of the bed, the cold wooden floor biting at my feet. My jacket and gloves sat draped over the chair, where I’d carelessly tossed them earlier, and I grabbed them, pulling them on with sharp, jerky movements.The night outside was still and quiet, the snow falling in soft flurries. Each breath burned my lungs, the icy air cruel and unrelenting as it whipped against my face. It didn’t matter. If braving the cold for a few hours meant I could quiet the maddening voice in my head, then so be it.The pack house loomed ahead, dark and silent. I didn’t know exactly where they’d taken him, but I knew he was somewhere inside. The doors weren’t
Last Updated : 2025-01-07Hunted Chapter 59
RILEYThe first rays of dawn had yet to break when I slipped out of Silas’ warm embrace. His soft snores filled the room, his hand resting on the bed where I should’ve been. I hesitated for a moment, watching him in the dim light. Peaceful. Unaware.I needed to go.It had been a mistake coming here—a reckless, selfish decision—but I couldn’t stop myself. Not when I needed him the way I did.My chest tightened as I pulled my clothes on, the quiet creak of the wooden floorboards beneath me echoing louder than it should. By the time I reached the door, my shoes were on, and my hand hovered over the handle, ready to leave.The door swung open before I could touch it.Ronan stood there, his expression unreadable, a faint frown tugging at the corners of his mouth.I froze. My breath hitched, and it felt like the seconds stretched long before he shrugged and brushed past me.Glancing over my shoulder, I watched him walk to the kitchen. He grabbed a glass from the counter and filled it with w
Last Updated : 2025-01-08Hunted Chapter 60
SILASWhy the hell had I agreed to go rogue hunting with Marcus? The answer was painfully obvious. Riley. The bastard knew how to dangle a lure I couldn’t resist, and the idea of being near Riley again—after the way he’d been ignoring me since the last time we’d been together—was too much to pass up. I rubbed a hand over my face and glanced at Ronan, who was tugging on his gloves with a kind of quiet determination. "You ready?" I asked, though I couldn’t understand why he’d decided to tag along. Maybe it was instinct. Maybe it was him trying to figure out his place. Or to protect me. Either way, I wasn’t about to question it. “Yeah. Done.” His voice was clipped, barely louder than the sound of him pulling on a head warmer. I gave a stiff nod, and together we headed out, boots crunching against the snow as we stepped into the pale morning light. The sun hadn’t yet risen, and the bitter cold bit at my skin. Marcus had said he’d meet us at the pack house—a fifteen-minute walk,
Last Updated : 2025-01-09
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RONANHe made my skin crawl.Marcus was no different from the men in Desmond’s pack—the ones who let their eyes wander over my face like I was… something.A thing to take. A hole to fill.I could hear him outside, fighting with Riley. Begging. I didn’t like Riley either, but Silas did. And at least Riley didn’t look at me the way Marcus did. The only thing I saw in Riley’s face was hate, and that was better.Hate, I could handle.Silas’ knee bounced restlessly from where he sat. I could feel his energy thrumming, could hear the tension in his breath. He was still trying to process it. That I was his brother.I already knew. I remembered. And Desmond had made sure I would never forget. He’d drilled it into me for two decades. That I had a brother once. That he was gone. That he was going to find him and make him suffer too.That I was nothing more than shell. A hole. A thing for his men to use.My fingers curled tighter around my cup, the tremor in them barely controlled. I sucked in a
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MARCUSThe scent of him was all over Riley.Clinging to his skin. Twined into his clothes. It was unmistakable—drenched in something deeper than just proximity. And as much as it made my wolf bristle, as much as it burned through my veins like a goddamn poison, I couldn’t blame them.Riley thought I was dead.He wasn’t at fault. Neither was Silas.But I was back now.And I was taking back what’s mine. My mate. My pack.I turned my head to the side, gaze locking with Silas’ across the car. The bastard didn’t even flinch, didn’t look away, and every time our eyes met, the rage in me coiled tighter. I didn’t know why, didn’t care to dissect it, but it was there, raw and simmering beneath my skin.I needed out of this damn car.“Let’s go to the pack,” I said, my voice coming out rough, edged with a growl I barely managed to swallow down. “It’s safer there.”I rolled down the window, letting the cold air in—letting the stench of them out.“No.” Riley’s voice rang, his brows pulling togethe
Hunted Chapter 79
This is a side story for Marcus and RonanMARCUSThe first time I saw him, I was slumped against the cold steel of my cage, staring at the damn door that hissed open like a taunt—like it knew none of us were ever getting out.They dragged him in, his body limp, nothing but skin and bone, but his eyes—those sharp blue eyes—were locked in a glare, burning as they scanned the room before landing on me.I met his stare and held it.I should’ve looked away. Should’ve ignored him like I did the others they tossed in here. But something about him—about the way he refused to break, even when his body was betraying him—unsettled me.I fucking hated it.He looked like trouble, but maybe trouble was what we needed to get the hell out of here.I exhaled sharply, pushing that thought aside.Riley.My mate.I still wasn’t sure how the fuck I ended up here. How long it had been. Days? Months? But I knew who had betrayed me.Liam. My beta.I could still feel the blade piercing my chest, the searing p
Hunted Chapter 78
EpilogueSILASThe blood and dirt clung to me like a second skin, and I didn’t care. The streets were silent as I padded through them, my wolf’s paws barely making a sound against the cracked frozen pavement. I should’ve shifted back, but rejected stress of having to find clothes were annoying.When I reached the house, I pushed at the door with my paw, and to my relief, it creaked open. Of course, Riley hadn’t locked it. He never did when he knew I’d be coming back.The scent hit me immediately—cloying, sweet, almost dizzying. My breath caught. Heat. I’d almost forgotten the full moon meant his heat would be peaking tonight. Almost.I stepped inside, shifting back to human as the door clicked shut behind me. I didn’t stop to clean up. I didn’t even glance at the trail of dirt I was leaving behind as I climbed the stairs. The pull was magnetic, impossible to resist, dragging me straight to our bedroom.The door was cracked, and when I pushed it open, my chest tightened.Riley was spra
Hunted Chapter 77
SILASThe room felt colder than it should have.Riley sat across from me, holding his mug like it was his lifeline. He’d insisted on making hot chocolate himself, but neither of us had touched it. His sat cradled in his hands, the steam curling upward before disappearing into the tense silence between us. Mine was untouched on the table, the warmth already fading.He hadn’t looked at me once since we sat down. His shoulders were tight, his lips pressed together like he was holding in everything he wanted to say. The seconds stretched too long, each one pulling tighter at the knot in my chest until I couldn’t breathe.When he finally spoke, his voice was quiet, careful, like it might shatter. “I don’t even know where to start.”“Just start.” I leaned forward, my heart pounding hard enough to make my head ache. My elbows rested on my knees, hands clasped together, fingers curling into my palms. I needed something to hold on to. Something to stop me from breaking apart. “Whatever it is,
Hunted Chapter 76
RILEYI’d been awake since Silas walked back into the house. But my body was heavy, exhaustion pulling me back under before I could let him know I was awake. And then he spoke. His voice was low, rough, filled with guilt and frustration as he poured out words I knew he’d never dare to say otherwise—I couldn’t keep pretending to be asleep. His grip on my hand tightened, almost to the point of pain, and when I opened my eyes, those piercing blue ones were staring back at me, wide with a mix of fear and relief. They shimmered, catching the dim light like they were holding back tears. “Riley,” he said my name like it was a prayer, his voice trembling as he jerked to his feet, closing the space between us. He was so close now, the air between us charged. “Riley,” he repeated, softer this time, like he couldn’t believe I was real.m and I couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at my lips. He moved closer, pressing his head into the crook of my neck, his rough palm cupping my f
Hunted Chapter 75
SILASThe blood wouldn’t stop. It spilled in sluggish streams from his nose, painting the floor beneath him. My hands twitched uselessly at my sides, and every breath felt like it lodged somewhere between my chest and throat.“What did you do to him?” My voice broke. A tremor. A failure. I couldn’t stop the way it shook, couldn’t mask the growing panic clawing up my throat.Her gun didn’t drop as she smiled. “He’s been given a high dose of silver,” she said, casually tossing a syringe into the air, catching it like a toy. “If you so much as breathe wrong, he’s dead. You’re dead. Everyone here is fucking dead.”My hand twitched toward him, but she raised the gun higher.Riley didn’t move.He didn’t even flinch.The tears came before I could stop them, hot streaks burning down my face. I blinked hard, but it was pointless—they kept coming, blurring my vision as I stared at him.“Don’t do this,” I whispered. It was for her. For me. For him.She stepped over Riley like he was trash, her b
Hunted Chapter 74
RILEY“Riley,” Silas murmured, his voice raw as he held me tighter, like he was trying to anchor himself to me. My heart pounded, each beat echoing against the chaos around us, and when I finally wrapped my arms around him, it was as though the fractured pieces of my world finally fell back into place. “I’m here,” I whispered, my hand soothing over the rigid lines of his back. His breaths shuddered against my ear, and for a fleeting moment, everything else didn’t matter. Only him. Only us. But then Marcus’s voice cut through the moment. “We have to go. Now.” Silas hesitated, his hold on me loosening but not breaking. His blue eyes locked on mine, desperate, like he was trying to memorize every inch of me before the world snatched me away again. The sirens screamed louder, jarring us back to reality. He exhaled a reluctant sharp breath, his fingers slipping down to lace with mine. The grip was tight, almost bruising, like he was afraid to let go. “Come on,” I said, sparing a
Hunted Chapter 73
SILASI woke to the cold bite of steel under me, the air smelling faintly of antiseptic. My chest heaved as I blinked against the glare of fluorescent lights, my muscles twitching when I realized I was stripped to nothing but my briefs and heavy cuffs dug into my wrists and ankles. I jerked hard, the sound of metal clanging around me, but it was useless. The restraints didn’t budge. “Jade,” I growled the second I saw her. She stepped into view—her lab coat pristine, her hair pulled into that high ponytail I’d seen a thousand times before. Only this time, the woman wearing it felt like a stranger. I scanned the room again, my heart thundering in my chest. “Where’s Marcus?” My voice was rough, loud, but under it all was something else. Panic. Her lips twitched, amusement dancing at the edges of her tight face. “Don’t worry,” she said, her voice calm. “He’s getting the same treatment as you.”“Why are you doing this? What the hell happened to you?” I asked, watching as she pulled a s
