All Chapters of My Mate Is Hunter: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

There's nothing for me to stop Kate. The dirty towel was facing my face, and I could smell the stench on it; It was the towel people usually use to clean the counter.Kate used great force to wipe my face. I thought she wanted to wipe my face. It wasn't until Kate stopped that I widened my eyes and glared at her. Before my eyes, Kate's expression was panic-stricken; so were the girls around.The space suddenly fell silent. I want to get up, but the girls on me are too heavy to have the strength."It's you…." Kate's shaky voice fell into my ears. I looked up at her again. My eyes were filled with anger. I gritted my teeth and said, "Let me out before I get outraged."Kate said nothing; she just stood there staring at me like a lost soul. Several girls whispered to Kate."Let's tell the soldiers...""She was the one who hit Ashe a few weeks ago. Didn't she run away already?""If we hand her over to the soldiers, will we be rewarded?""She's dead for sure. The soldiers will definitely ki

Kate's words were correct because for the next few days, no one came looking for me but her. I also want to contact other people to find more opportunities to escape. The only good thing is that soldiers did not attack me during this time. That gives me more time for my body to recover better.Kate comes to me twice a day; she brings me food and water once. The other time she would take me to the bathroom so I could go there. At the same time, every time she appeared, she would scold me with the most cynical words. I've gotten used to it, so I've always been indifferent to her. That infuriated Kate even more.Once, she rushed to hit me, but even if I was weak, I was stronger than her, so I didn't give in and hit her back hard. I remember kicking Kate against the rock wall at that time. Because I was limited by the chains on my legs, I couldn't continue to beat Kate.My kick reminded Kate of how I had beaten Ashe before. Kate panics and runs away. I thought she wouldn't come back, but

On the way to the logging area, my heart always felt restless and worried.'If my mate dies, I won't forgive you, Charles!' Ryan growled menacingly. Ever since he found out that Aliyah was raped, he's gone crazy. He always wanted to get out and run to find her, but I held back.'She'll be fine!' I reassured Ryan as I reassured myself.'Those damn soldiers. I'll kill them all!' Ryan howled indignantly.I also wanted to kill the soldiers who didn't listen to that order, but killing them all would be a significant loss for the Black Moon pack's army. Since the slave rebellion a few months ago had caused heavy losses in the number of soldiers, if I killed more soldiers now, my father would definitely remove my status as heir.More than that, I have no reason to kill soldiers. Aliyah, in everyone's eyes, was just a human, a lowly enslaved person. I can't declare her as my mate. So I can't just kill a bunch of soldiers because of her. That made me highly uncomfortable and helpless.When I a

*POV Aliyah'I am sitting in a very dark and cold place. I curled up, clutching my legs. In the darkness, very eyes filled with lust appeared; they looked at me passionately. Echoing through the air was terrifying laughter. Dirty hands touched me. A sense of disgust streaked straight through my mind making me incredibly nauseous.From the air, many dark figures appeared. More and more shadows surrounded me. I tried to struggle and push them away from me, but to no avail. I felt panicky and breathless. The figures appeared so much that they completely buried me inside.The dark scene gradually turned red; blood flowed everywhere, corpses piled up into small mountains, and screams resounded in every corner of the dark space. I'm like a killing machine, cold and ruthless. The small knife in my hand became the most potent weapon. As soon as I waved my hand at someone, that person's throat was immediately cut, and they died quickly, without an extra movement.Soon, those filthy people were

"Hey, what are you two talking about? Are you talking about the plan?" The man in our secret group came over and whispered to us.Brian and I were startled, looking around. The soldiers were dozing under the tree, and the enslaved people left in the group were nowhere to be seen. The man knew what Brian and I were worried about, so he reassured us, "You can rest assured. That enslaved person went to change the saw." He turned his eyes to the soldiers and said, "He's been asleep for a while. If we speak softly, we won't wake him."Brian and I looked at each other, our expressions softening. I turned to look at the man. I miss him, and his name is Paul. That name doesn't suit him at all because he's muscular and bald, his face has two long scars, looks exceptionally fierce. He's the tallest on our team; compared to him, I'd only be up to his armpits, and every part of his body is twice as big as his. I imagined that he was the giant.Also, because he's tall and strong, the soldiers in o