When I heard the eight girl being marked I stoped and leaned against a tree. My feet were covered in wounds, big sores opened up on my soles and when I looked over my shoulder I could see the trace of blood that I had left behind. The pain when I picked out the sticks and rocks and the thorns from the goddamn vines was excruciating.Trixy was tired and hungry and I was down on my last ounces on internal energy supplies.I was preying that they all stayed busy with the other girls and left me be. The last hour counted down and it was the only thing I needed to get through this.I couldn't hear them so that was a good sign. As long as no grunting big shadow showed up, I would make it to the end of the Hunt. Oh to be so lucky.My head rested against soft pile of leaves on the tree behind me and I laughed through the pain.My legs felt like jello and my stomach was louder than any Alpha could ever be, it wanted food- I needed food. There had to be something around here that was eatabl
I touched the mark that Emanuel so insensitively put on my body. A forever type of mark, tying me to him for all eternity.I was his now.An Alpha could, and often chose, to have multiple chosen mates- some even took mistresses on the side but they weren't marked and would never step out from the shadows with the Alpha. It was something they agreed upon before the affair ever began. A girl, however, could have only one mark on her body and therefor only one mate. Til this day I have yet to hear of an Alpha that has only one mate- wether chosen or destined. To find your destined mate was rare, many believed it was just a myth, but I've heard of instances where they really have found their destined mates and forsaken all other desires for that one person. Never had I heard it happen to an Alpha though. They much preferred the rows of women at their disposal and it was normal for us, it was nothing you frowned upon or batted your eyes at.My Alpha back home, Cristian, took his fourth las
What change of plans could have Lady Hale smiling like that? There had never been a change of plan, not for the hundred plus years that the Hunt had existed.That smile was throwing me of but the fact that she kept watching me gave me the creeps.“What change?” Emanuel asked and stepped back to me. King Darian was approaching, even the Alphas cowered from the aura rolling of him in waves but Emanuel was marking his territory, something I thought his mark on my neck already did. Iliana took a step out from against the wall where she stood observing everything from a dsitance but I shook my head to keep her put, if she interfered then only the gods knew what would happen to her. She might not have an Alpha but she can return home and live on in peace- as long as she gets of here without anymore altercations. I won’t let her be harmed again because of me. “The rules state that the King gets first pick and King Darian has chosen,” Lady Hale informed.Darian was getting close, his eyes
The blood was dripping down Emanuels chest and his wolf was trying to break him free, his yellow eyes were filled with panic and pain and Darian seemed…cold.He was killing him, in front of everyone, in front of the other Alpha’s and Lady Hale. Nobody was doing anything because he was the King and opposing him was writing your own eulogy.“Stop it! Please!” I winced when I hear the tremble in my voice and the choking sob that I was barely pushing down.Emanuel was one of the few good ones that we had and he couldn’t die. I knew Alphas in this room that deserved whatever twisted punishment the felt he had the right to hand out Emanuel was not one of them.No matter my begging he didn't let go so I reached up and grabbed his arm. Darian turned, his other hand slashed through the air, all I saw was a shadow as it left a burning pain on my cheek and I fell against the couch.His emotionless glare went from me to Emmanuel who was choking, blood was spilling from his mouth and his glossy eye
I was screaming, I knew that I was because my mouth was wide open and my eyes squeezed shut as the pain escaped in waves of sound but I couldn't hear anything. My lips were puling back and my jaw tense but all of the sounds that I knew that I was making were muted. A black fog was cluttering my vision and I couldn't make out a single person or place. All I could do was feel him against me and my hands were touching something wet as my nails contracted- dragging down and grabbing something to hold onto.The only thing I had that ensured me I’m wasn't dead was the pain.Worse than the sting of a thousand poisonous bees or to be marked a hundred times by an Alpha- this pain was outer worldly, something they could use in hell to torture the imprisoned amongst hellfire and demons.“My king, I think the transition is complete.” Her voice was a murmur in my ears but I knew it was Lady Hale who spoke because she was the only one that would dare to address him directly.I felt every inch tha
Darian let me go, I grabbed the side of the couch to steady myself after he ripped his hand from my face and I heard a gasp- followed by a loud thud and something wet splattering on my face. “My King, that is enough, please.” Lady Hale snapped with a nervous twinge in her voice.I heard something heavy falling on the floor and turned my head down when I smelled the blood. My heart started racing as panic set in. I couldn't see but my mind was creating illusions of what had happened and I didn't want to believe any of them. Please say something. Tell me you’re not dead.“Alpha Emanuel, please choose from any of the unmarked girls. Whichever one you want shall be yours,” Lady Hale said.I released the breath that I was holding, Emanuel was still alive and as long as he kept his mouth shut it might stay that way. The smell of blood reeked and seeped up my nose. I felt the wet liquid on my cheek and I wanted to dry myself of but I was to afraid to move.I reached up and touched my chee
All of us stood around each other, the fire sparked with big flames and with winds picked up behind us, blowing into the room from the glass doors that remained open. It bothered me to see the doors open like that, it was like they were goating us- leaving the doors open as if to say ’you’re free to go’ but nobody moved. Were we all so docile that they felt safe enough to take this risk with us? Or were they just so certain of the Alphas abilities to chase us down if we ever tried?As I looked around I could see that I was probably alone in those thoughts. Everyone else seemed oddly content with being- how did Lady Hale put it?- Prey.Darian was standing to close for my comfort, his arm nearly brushed up against mine- perhaps he actually was afraid that I would run. The unmarked girls were gone, taken into the first room we entered when we arrived where they would surely be blind folded, their hands tied behind their backs and they would return to the pack in the same manner that th
His shoulders went rigid and everyone drew a breath and held it captive in their lungs.He slowly turned around and I was begging that he didn't see the fear in my eyes. His eyes were black as they locked on mine in a threatening glare. “You growl at my men?” He asked ruggedly.I tried to straighten myself, to stand tall and too look strong and unbothered.“I am perfectly capable of walking by myself.” I said, surprised at the strength I heard in my voice.The strength was quickly shoved down when Darian took three steps and was standing in front of me, heaving as his cheeks flustered.“That can easily change.” He snarled. “You don't ever growl at my men, they pull rank.” Over me?Just like that my question was answered and my future realized; I was prey, caught by the King and branded like an animal by a man who saw me as nothing more than an object he’d won. How was this any different than being auctioned off? “Whatever I tell them to do with you, you oblige. You step back with