I walked across the ballroom, not seeing anyone other than Emanuel and Iliana. Her chest pushed out when she drew a sharp breath watching me fight my way through the crowd. Her brown eyes turned round as they glimmered like a hundred diamonds and she reached out her arms.“Hazel, oh thank the gods,”We embraced in a hug that felt like it would never end. I wouldn't mind if it didn’t.“I was so worried about you,” she whispered. Iliana moved her head, her hands tightened around me and I felt her heart beating manically. Her hold wasn't entirely out of love and worry, there was something desperate in the way that she clambered onto me and didn't let go. Something frightening made her hold on, and I wasn't going to let her go. I wanted her to feel safe with me.“Do you know why I'm here?” Her voice was barely a whisper, I only heard certain words and had to puzzle the others in on my own. Trixy was with me, eagerly awaiting an expiation and when I pulled back I could feel my heart physi
Back in the ballroom, the first thing I did was locate Emanuel. He was talking to Alpha Dom and Alpha Eric, two of the most dick-ish men on this planet, and two werewolves I actually wouldn't mind the humans spearing and using in their fields to scare off the birds.The group reeked of cologne and testosterone with hints of gin blending in swell in the mix.I resisted the urge to gag when I got close to Alpha Dom, his cologne brought me back to the woods where he almost marked me. It was such a strange feeling to wonder if I would've been better off with him, up until now I would've rather died than even imagine such an outcome but things felt like they couldn't get any worse. “Where is Iliana?”Hello to you too. I thought.“She’s fine, she’s with Elise getting more wine and champagne. I promise she’s in good company and safe,” I assured him and put a soft hand on his arm. His eyes went down and landed on where my fingers graced his shirt with no innuendo, but if a look could start f
The angelic music played in the speakers around the pack. The torches were lit along the streets and the moon shone brightly in the center of the sky. A shadow was cast over the edge as the blood moon began to form and once it was fully merged it would be time, and later on when the the blood moon begun to pull from its form the horn would blow- indicating that the Hunt had begun. “Are you nervous?” My little sister, Mathilda, asked me. “Hazel isn’t nervous, sweetheart, this is an honor. One that you too might experience in a few years if you’re lucky.” I shifted on the bed and suppressed the growing anger towards my mother. I looked into Mathildas hopeful eyes and cupped her tiny chin. “I hope you never do,” I said and cast a fierce glare at my mother when I turn my head.If a female didn't have her mate by the time she turned eighteen, she was to be a volunteer for the Hunt. It wasn't her choice but somehow, through the centuries that this tradition had been alive, young girls
“There now! Gather around. Accompanied families you make take your positions around the cliff but please do not interfere once Lady Hale begins her evaluation of the girls.” Our family members, the ones meant to protect us and love us, skiped in joy to stand behind the white marker painted in a circle on the ground.“Line up!” said captain Tala.We moved into formation, each girl from tallest to shortest stood in a half-moon inside the circle.I stood next to Iliana, our height measured the same but she was thin and tight where as I was curvy with a big chest and a round ass. I inherited my curves from my mother, she said it was a gift and would frequently explain to my sister and I ’how boring it would be if every female looked the same with their long legs and symmetric proportions’.Boring indeed to look like a walking model with the strength and stamina of a werewolf.I bit back a chuckle looked around the circle.“I’m so nervous,” Olive said and fixed her bust, she lifted her br
One by one they were ranked and rated and now Lady Hale stood in front of me. I look down at my feet, refusing to disobey even though it’s taking every one of restraint I have not to raise my head and meet her contending gaze. I hear the faint sound of a chuckle and even then I still don't look up.“They will most certainly have fun with you,” she said. The cold of the metal abasing my skin made me shiver as she slid the cane up my leg, lifting the dress as she went. The beak would occasionally made slits on my leg and my hip, drops of blood made a cooling path down my leg.“Spin.” she ordered and the change in her voice was instant. The gruff change and demanding tone had me sucking my teeth and focusing on the pain to stay obedient.I turned on the spot, the dress rode up further and she watched every angle of my body. I felt the hairs rise on my thighs as the wind blew in and brushed against my bare skin.“Very nice. Eight” she cooed. Capitan Tala came up behind me and my hands w
When I was ten my mother sat me down, looked into my innocently naive eyes and proudly said, ’Hazel, in a few years you will be apart of our worlds most grandest tradition and be chosen by an Alpha.’ My response was always ’no thanks, mama’. I was happy gliding through life in school, with my friends, chasing and hunting in the woods.My only dream was gaining my wolf and going on real hunts and maybe one day, if I were lucky, join the Shadow Guard and work for the council.That all chipped away slowly as I grew up and before I knew it I was eighteen with no mate being told it was time I partake in the Hunt. Not as a hunter, no, girls couldn't be hunters. Us girls were the prey, hunted like a deer in the woods until caught by an Alpha and becoming his claim. I shiver as I stand thinking about this tradition, the one I had been told was an honor and that I now was part of. There wasn't much time to ponder on the past when the Lycan King suddenly moved toward us. He had been watching
If a shattered soul had a face to it with eyes and a mouth and looked like us, it would be what I was looking at. Iliana walked out different from when she walked in. Her dress strap hung on her shoulder and she sniffled and wiped her red nose as she walked back to the line. I gulped and tried not to stare but it was hard, her face was bright red and her eyes watery after the twenty minutes that had passed. I wanted to say ’I'm sorry’ but I doubted it’d make a difference or be close to enough for what she endured.My stomach turned and I had been on the verge of throwing up since the door closed with Illiana the king alone in that room. The other girls were staring down at their feet, nobody had even a glimpse of joy on their faces anymore.“Hazel, is it not?” Darian asked as he walked out from the room. Whilst he’d walking over my eyes immidietly go to the black leather belt wrapped tightly around his large hand, covering knuckles and folding as he closed his fingers. He rolled down
We were all instructed to move through the door and the girls who were kneeling slowly stood up on Talas orders.We were given no further instructions other than the subtle gesture to move into the adjoining room. I felt the warmth of being watch instantly, a pair of yellow eyes followed me from the corner in the room, making me stand back and hold up the line- not something you want to do in a room full of teatestorne-filled male wolves. They were like starving animals who saw meat hanging on a stick in a tree, if you got in their way you could be their next meal. Clenched jaws and grunts had me speed up and I saw one of the alphas glaring at Liv while she made eyes at the Alpha behind him. He fixed himself on the sofa, the leather scrunched under the wright of an alpha who joined them on the couch. The trembles from my wolf indicated the massive power of dominance we had been plucked down in. This was was the honorable tradition- the many years we spent being groomed to partake in