All Chapters of The Alpha and Her Hunter: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lyall watched Loriann pull away from the house in her old truck. He could hear the suspension squeaking from here as it bounced down the dirt road towards town. Willow had been gone all weekend. He hadn't visited the café since she kicked him out of her house. His anger tinged his eyesight red before he shook it away. He would get her back. She was his. She had been promised to him. He waited a moment before he approached the house, sniffing the air. His hair flowed around his shoulders, wild and unkempt. His hand wrapped around the doorknob and tried it. Locked. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a copy of the key he had made a year ago. The house was silent. He closed the door quietly behind him and looked around. It was exactly the same as the last time he was here. Except, there was an emptiness to it. The house felt hollow. It felt as if Willow didn't live here anymore. Even her scent was lighter as if she were more a visitor as opposed to a resident. Her room looked

Garin stormed out of his parents' house, enraged. He had never been so close to physically fighting someone in his entire life. His parents had always been a bit fanatical about the Red Hood legacy but for the most part, they had let him live his life. Now, now that he was finally happy, they thrust some vapid, blonde trust fund girl at him, expecting him to happily dive into a loveless marriage. He grit his teeth together, nearly wanting someone to follow him just so he had someone to unleash his anger upon. No one came. Everyone else was happy to play their parts. Well, not Audrey but she was subtler than him. She would find a way out of this. His parents didn't care what their children wanted. Audrey wasn't even attracted to men, for god sake! And yet, sitting there on the couch, a man for her. They couldn't at least extend the courtesy to choose someone she could at least tolerate. He drove faster than usual to the café. He needed to see Willow. She was a cooling balm to the

Garin stared down at the people in the picture. He could see Willow in both of them. She had her mother's sharp features and jaw, but the shape of her eyes was all her father's. Her mother's eyes glowed even in the picture, aged by twenty years. He looked at her father. He was ordinary, his eyes a regular, human brown. There was something similar about him. It was as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he brushed it off, probably just seeing the similarities in Willow. "Why were they killed?" he asked handing the picture back to Loriann. She sighed, staring down at the picture. She caressed the photo with the tip of her finger before sliding it back into the box. "Because they loved each other. They ran away and got married. They had Willow. The council was going to punish them when they first found out that they were a couple. However, they left, and the council considered the matter settled. When they came back with a child, the council exonerated them. They did not want to

"Are you okay?" Garin asked as Willow came bursting into the house, her eyes frantic. "Come here," he stood and wrapped her in his arms, smoothing down her braid. Her breath hitched against his chest. "I'm not okay. Shit just got serious. I got a summons," she said and pulled out of his arms, pacing around the living room. "A summons? To court?" Garin asked confused. She shook her head roughly. "Not exactly. The council, it is like a group of our elders that uphold our laws, sent me a message today. I am to be tried in a few days for our relationship. There are a few different outcomes, two of which at least still leave us alive." Garin watched her pace, his arms crossed in front of his body. "Your grandmother told me, well, sort of, about what our options are." Willow froze. "You spoke to my Gramme?" Her eyes were wide and wild, her scent grew stronger the more agitated she became. "She came by earlier. She…she told me about your parents. She said that we only have a few o

Lyall ran as fast as his body will take him, fighting the alpha's call. He feels the pressure of her, pushing down on him. A whimper escaped his mouth, but he pressed on. He knew that in a few more miles, he would be out of her territory and away from her authority. He had thought that his plan would work. Show the family that Garin was still sneaking around with Willow. They would pack their things and drag him away. Instead, Red Hoods began flooding into town, and then he got the call from the alpha. It only meant one thing. The wolves would fight. He knew that it would turn back on him. He had to obey his alpha, especially in her presence. He couldn't challenge her. He would be killed in an instant. Lyall just hoped that his father wouldn't be held for what he did. There were only two people to blame, Willow and that hunter. As he pushed across the territory line into Canada, it felt as if he were trying to squeeze through a rabbit hole. His whole body constricted, and his lun