Gabe took his claws out and I covered the wound with a white napkin that quickly turned crimson. He glared at me one last time before looking at the woman like all the others did, pretending like he didn't want to kill each and every one of them. That’s a life, a woman who everyone was looking at
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 g
“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 cir
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.
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 frien
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
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
The lust in their eyes was deeper than the depths of the Atlantic and they made no attempt to hide it. Dark eyes swirling with blackened strings portraying love when in actuality they all wanted the flesh and not the feelings.His hand came down hard on her ass and the yelp that left her lips had my