All Chapters of The Alpha and Her Hunter: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Garin stormed away, his head spinning. Fiancé? She had said he was just a family friend. The poisonous thoughts swirled through his mind as he pushed his way through the crowd. Willow's cart was only a few feet ahead of him. He could confront her here, make her tell him what the hell was going on. He couldn't do that to her though and he just wasn't that guy to cause a scene. He watched her serving cider to the crowd, a genuine smile on her face. He felt a pang of sorrow shoot through him. She looked so beautiful, her face red from the cold nip in the air. He wasn't sure if he completely believed Lyall. He didn't like the look of that guy and it didn't make sense that Willow would lie about him. Then again, he barely knew her. Her eyes met his over the heads of the crowd in line. A smile immediately stretched across her lips before she dampened it down. He looked at her sadly. It could have been something, he thought as he looked at her. She waved and he turned, but not before he s

Willow looked desperately around for Garin but couldn't find him anywhere. She didn't think that he had marched with his family, but who knew. She hadn't counted, instead getting out of there as quickly as she could have. A howl sounded. She knew it was Lyall. She looked overhead at the full moon. He would be unstable tonight. He shouldn't be so close to town. He could shift at any time, hurting an innocent bystander. He knew better and yet…here he was. Flaunting their laws. The Red Hoods had made their message clear. She knew that they could hear the howls as well. They would be on guard tonight, possibly even actively hunting. How did everything become such a giant mess? She was frustrated with the entire situation and angry. Angry at them. At Lyall. At herself. At the stupid laws of her kind. She aggressively pushed her way to her car, not caring about being polite. The tourists were so deep in their cups they probably didn't notice. "Crap," she said as she looked down at Lyal

"I still don't know what to believe," Garin said, looking at her, his eyes pained. "It's bad enough that I am dealing with my family and their crazy beliefs but then I meet you and you're wonderful. But then you're apparently my sworn enemy and you kiss me while you're promised to someone else." He let go of her hand and stood, walking a few feet away. He put his hands on his head and stared up at the glistening moon. Willow sighed. She knew that whatever this was between them had to end. It was idiotic. It was suicidal. But she still wanted it. Wanted him. She walked towards him, keeping her distance. She still felt the moon song singing in her bones. "I know. It's a lot. I didn't expect to…ever feel this way, I suppose. I never wanted Lyall. I've been putting off the wedding for ages now. I didn't want to commit to him. I would've rather been alone." She wanted to reach out to touch him, but she knew she probably shouldn't. He turned to look at her. She looked different tonight

Willow's hands clasped the back of Garin's neck, urging him closer. She kissed him deeply, passionately but with less urgency than their first kiss. Despite having even more at stake now than ever before, she felt less scared. Less like that she had clutched the moment tightly in her fists else it drift away but more like she was in the thick of the fire and happy to burn. His kisses were softer than hers but no less passionate. Where she was strength and fire, he was gentle and cool. He pulled back from her and gazed at her, a smile on his lips. "What?" she asked, her face flushed, and her lips bruised, turning a deep crimson. He shook his head, his smile suddenly shy. "It kind of just hit me that this time, last week, we had met for the first time. And I was incredibly rude to you. Now we are lying in bed together," he said with a laugh. "It has been a hell of a week," she agreed. He ran a finger gently down her jaw, causing her to shiver. "Are you sure this is what you wan

Loriann watched her granddaughter sleeping, her red hair spread wildly across her pillow. She had been sleeping better lately. She was usually up late and then up again early, out for a run. Now she was falling asleep soon after returning from the café and only rousing once her alarm sounded. She could smell the hunter's scent all over her. She wanted to confront her, but she didn't want to push her away like she did her daughter. Loriann closed the door and walked down the steps to the living room. She hadn't been able to sleep in her own bed since her husband passed. Willow would be up soon. It was Thursday morning. Loriann wondered if she would be leaving to see that hunter again. She didn't think Willow knew that she was aware of where Willow went every weekend and she wouldn't confront her…yet. It was only a matter of time before she had to act, before either the council or the Red Hoods. The creaking of the pipes alerted her to Willow being awake. She went into the kitchen