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Hunted 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 : 2025-01-09Hunted Chapter 61
RILEYThe sun hadn’t even thought about rising when we were moving again, and just like yesterday, the tension hung between us like a loaded gun waiting for someone to pull the trigger. “I can’t smell anything. Are you sure this isn’t a dead lead?” Ronan’s voice cut through the quiet, low and gravelly, and it was the first time I’d heard him talk since we started the hunt. I bit the inside of my cheek because he wasn’t wrong. There was nothing. Just the faint scent of fox and deer buried under layers of snow, and even the occasional wild wolf wasn’t enough to set me on edge. If the rogues had passed through here, we would’ve known. Their foul stench should’ve been clinging to every frozen surface, lingering in the air like a warning. But there was nothing. “Two pack members were hit. They saw them,” Marcus said, his words clipped as he pushed forward, his shoulders tense and I could tell even he was feeling frustrated already. The snow only got deeper, more unforgiving, but he d
Last Updated : 2025-01-11Hunted Chapter 62
SILAS“Can I at least put on my pants?” Riley asked, his brows knitting together as he reached for the jeans on the floor.I tightened my grip around his ankle, pulling him closer by the good leg, refusing to let him escape. “No. Let’s talk first.” My voice was stronger than I felt, even as my pulse hammered like a drum. Because somehow, as fucked up as this was—being stuck here, in this cave, with no one but him—I was grateful. Grateful for the fall, the attack, all of it. Grateful to finally have him. Alone.Our faces were so close now that I could feel the heat of his breath against my lips. His heart pounded fast and wild, mirroring mine, and for one brief second, I swore I saw the words forming in his mind.We can’t.But I didn’t want that. Christ, I didn’t want that. What I wanted—what I needed—was for him to look at me the way he used to. Like I was everything. Like I wasn’t just… there. Like Marcus had never come back to from the dead.But instead of meeting my gaze, his eyes
Last Updated : 2025-01-12
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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
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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
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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
