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Hunted 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
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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 : 2025-01-12Hunted Chapter 63
RILEYThe scream ripped from my throat before I could stop it, the sound tearing through the cold air. The wolf lunged toward me in a blur of brow fur.I’d been too focused on Silas—on checking to make sure he wasn’t hurt—to notice the other wolf stalking me.It came fast, too fast, and I barely managed to jump to the side in time. My boots sank into the snow, the ground dragging me down. I cursed as I stumbled back, a sharp pain shot through my ribs when I hit the frozen earth.Before I could recover, it charged again. But this time, I was ready. My claws shot out, deadly, and a low, guttural growl rolled from my chest as the wolf leapt at me. From where I lay, I thrust my arm upward, slamming my clawed hand into its neck. Warm blood spilled over my fingers, staining me and the snow red as the massive creature collapsed beside me.“Fuck,” I muttered, rolling its heavy body off me with a groan. My chest heaved as I laid flat on my back, the icy cold seeping through my clothes.For a m
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RILEY“Riley, sleep. I’ll keep watch.” I shook my head, my focus locked on the stretch of darkness beyond the fire. My back stayed pressed to the tree, every muscle tense as I listened for the faintest sound. There was no way I was letting my guard down. Not with those rogues out there. “I’m good,” I said, dragging a hand over my face. Marcus didn’t say anything at first. Then I heard him move. He stepped closer, and before I could stop him, he draped a thick blanket over my shoulders. He didn’t stop there—he settled beside me, his body warm against mine. I didn’t push him away. But maybe I should have. Because when I glanced up, I saw them—Silas, sitting just beyond the fire. His blue eyes locked on us, watching, jaw clenched. His gaze was like a punch to my chest, and no matter how hard I tried to look away, I couldn’t. Marcus shifted closer, pressing his nose against my neck. His breath was warm on my skin, and sparks flickered to life under his touch. They used to
Last Updated : 2025-01-15Hunted Chapter 65
SILAS“Talk,” Marcus growled, his voice low and sharp. I stayed where I was, leaning back in my seat in a tree, arms folded as I kept my glare locked on the man tied to the tree. “I’d be dead either way,” the man said with a twisted grin, blood smearing his teeth. His words only seemed to irritate Marcus further. Marcus crouched, his massive frame closing the distance between them until their faces were inches apart. “You will m be dead either way if you don’t talk,” he said, his voice dropping to a lethal whisper. “And it’ll be the worst fucking way imaginable.” His hand shot out, gripping the man’s hair, yanking his head back hard enough to make him wince. “Why the fuck are you in my mountains? Why are you attacking us?” The man hesitated, his eyes darting between us like a cornered animal, before a weary sigh escaped his lips. “We were looking for you,” he said. The words had my entire body locking up. My muscles tensed as I straightened in my seat, my attention fully focus
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RILEY“I can’t believe Liam fucking escaped,” Marcus said, pacing across the room. His voice was loud, his movements jerky, but I stayed where I was—leaning against the wall, arms folded. Watching. He turned, his expression softening as his eyes landed on me. “You must be scared,” he murmured, stepping closer and resting a hand on my arm. But I wasn’t scared. Not about that, anyway. Liam’s escape was the least of my worries. The real problem was standing in front of me. I didn’t know how to tell him. How to make him understand that things weren’t the same anymore, that my heart didn’t belong to him now—it belonged to Silas. Marcus sighed, his jaw tightening. “I even asked him to stay, but he fucking refused. He’d rather risk being hunted than join a pack that could protect him.” I frowned, pulling away slightly. “Who?” “Silas,” Marcus said, his voice quiet but hard, his hand gripping my shoulder like he could pin me in place. “Make him stay, Riley. Him and Ronan. They ca
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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
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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,
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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
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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
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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
Hunted Chapter 72
RILEYThe chilly air sank deep into my skin, but I didn’t care. I just needed to move—keep walking until the world stopped spinning or until I didn’t feel like I was falling apart anymore.“Fucking stop,” I ground out, dragging a hand down my face, trying to scrape away the ache that felt like it lived under my skin. But it didn’t help.“What, Ronan?” I spun around to face him, my voice snapping in the still morning air. “What do you want?”His chest heaved, his face drawn tight, and for a moment, I thought he’d back down.“We have to go back,” he shouted, his voice carrying over the snow-draped silence. “We have to go save them!”A loud, humorless laugh tore from my throat. It wasn’t funny—none of this was—but it was all I had left. “Then you go save them,” I bit out, turning away again, but his hand shot out, clamping around mine before I could take another step.My body went rigid. Every muscle, every nerve in me coiled tight. Slowly, I turned my head, teeth bared. “Let go.”But he
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SILASFuck. Fuck. Fuck.The word echoed in my mind, over and over, but it didn’t do a damn thing to stop the chaos unraveling in front of me. The look in Riley’s eyes—raw, gutted, betrayed—stopped my heart cold. No matter how much I called his name, no matter how desperate my voice sounded, he wouldn’t answer. Not even a twitch. Not a flinch. Just that dead, haunted stare drilling straight through me.“Oh, he didn’t know?” Liam’s voice was too loud, mocking, like this was all a game. To him, it probably was.But I didn’t have time to bite back because a rough hand grabbed my chin, yanking my head forward. I clenched my jaw, glaring at him, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing me flinch.“You’re the son of the people who killed her.” His voice was low, venomous, and though I already knew what he meant, I didn’t give him the courtesy of a reply. Silence was the only defense I had left.Liam’s hand shifted to my neck, squeezing, cutting off my air. Sparks exploded across the s
Hunted Chapter 70
RILEYThe explosion ripped through the night like a gunshot, jerking me upright in bed. My heart was pounding before I even had time to register what was happening. “What was that?” I asked, my voice tight. Silas was already out of bed, yanking his pants on with quick, frantic movements. “I don’t know. Get dressed,” he barked, his voice hard as another explosion shook the ground. I scrambled to pull on my clothes, the adrenaline making my fingers fumble as we rushed out into the cold. Chaos greeted us—screams echoing, people running in every direction, their fear thick in the night air. “Fuck,” Silas muttered, his head snapping around as if trying to make sense of everything. “What the hell is going on?” I didn’t have an answer. I grabbed his hand, squeezing tight as I tried to keep my own panic at bay. “We have to get to the pack house,” I said, shouting over the loud noises. We sprinted through it, the biting cold of the night replaced by the burning heat of fear clawing
