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Hunted Chapter 69
SILAS“Do you think he’s coming?” Ronan asked as I paced back and forth across the living room.“He’ll come,” I muttered for what had to be the hundredth time.Two days. It had been two days since Riley’s heat had passed, and we finally left the house to find Ronan missing. His scent lingered faintly in the pack’s territory, but I’d scoured every inch, every crack, every shadow, and there was no sign of him.And that was when the worry began to creep in.I couldn’t stop thinking about Liam—about how I’d caught him watching us that night. About the way he watched me. I’d wanted to prove him wrong, show him I didn’t need him or his mate bond. Not when I had Riley.But now, regret curled in my gut. What if I’d pushed him too far? What if my pettiness, my anger, had driven him to do something to hurt me? What if he had hurt Ronan?The sound of footsteps on the porch dragged me out of my thoughts. I rushed to the door and yanked it open, relief flooding me for a split second when I saw Ron
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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
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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
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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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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
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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
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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
Last Updated : 2025-01-26Hunted 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
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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
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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
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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
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### 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
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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
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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
