Page 14 of The Hunt: Emerald

There is no way that fucking thing is just another Alpha, just another brute with too much pride and not enough soul for me to win against. Just the sheer fucking size of him sets him apart.

The way I hear the ancient oak trees shatter beneath his weight, like twigs under his paws. The way his narrowed red eyes glow, unnatural, like molten lava in the dark. The way the very earthtrembleswhen he moves.

RUN!

It’s not a mere thought. It’s a scream from deep inside my bones.No, down to my very soul.So I run with nothing on me but skin and desperation. With no power to shield me since I can’t seemto kindle even the smallest amount of magic from within me, and it’s all because of my heat! Thistraitorousfucking heat!

My body feels like mush, my brain has not a neuron in use, and all because my body decidednowis the time for my heart to peak. My body is burning from the inside out. My scent hangs in the air like an inviting feast, and it’s coming for me. The sound of him crashing through the forest behind me is unbearable. This one is fast… relentless. A storm with a heartbeat.

I can’t stop shaking. My chest feels as if it’s caving in. My vision fizzles out, my throat feels tight. I stumble through the darkness, branches clawing at me, the cold biting my naked skin. I want to stop. I want to rest because my body is breaking down. But the moment I slow down, he speeds up. This is a game to him while I’m fighting for my life!

Just fucking sickening! I hate them all!

“Run, litt’l Omega...”it’s low, ragged, and feral voice roars out from behind me, and I peek back to see its pupils blow wide, nostrils flaring with excitement.

“Look at yer bare, bloodied feet. That sexy whorish wild scent. That erratic heartbeat. Yer body is screamin’ fer me tu feck you mercilessly!”it snarls, my body quaking, pussy aching, mind shaking as I feel his power lord over me.“Yer mine. Keep runnin’, but when I get me ’ands on yu, evera breath, evera drop of heat. Evera terrified litt’l whimper… ALL MINE! Yu can run until yer legs break. Until yer lungs burn. Litt’l Omega, yu can run until the world fergets yer name... I won’t.”

His words cause my body to pause as if it’s hearing exactly what it wants, but I turn back to see the slow, vicious smile with sharp teeth, and I tremble in fear, sprinting again, knowing I’ll never be able to rid myself of this beast. If it’s not my scent, then it’s my bloody footprints. He licks them up as if every part of my body belongs to him… down to my blood.

“Yu can run, but yu’ll neva be able tu feckin’ hide! Na from me. Because I dinna hunt. I claim. An’ once I’ve claimed yu, litt’l thin’...”he trails off.

I stumble, shrieking as he bounds closer to me and opens his mouth wide as if he’s going to bite off my head. At that moment, I duck and roll under a tree big enough to keep him at bay, but his large body pounds at it. Somehow, by the grace of the Source, I strengthen the tree trunk to keep him away and face him… my oppressor… my opponent… my enemy…

“Du yu think yer duin’ somet’in’?! That power will fade, an’ yu will weaken. Once yu du, yu’ll realize an’ bask in the fact t’ere is no escape from me… yu will yearn tu be captured… taken… fecked… devoured by me. T’is will all mean nothin’ when I get me ’ands on yu,”it growls.

His voice wraps around me like chains, hot, heavy,real. I can’t breathe. I can’t move. Every word he growls sinks under my skin like a brand, like apromise. My legs twitch as a warning for me to run, but it’s too late. He’s already inside me. Not his body,not yet, but his presence, his scent!His will.It coils around my heat like a noose, and his scent sinks into my hot, wet, dripping, pussy like heaven.I want it…

My pulse thunders. I’m shaking. By the Source… I’m shaking so fucking hard I can barely hold myself up.

Because he’s right, and I can feel it… Ifeelthat unrelenting, primal force of nature zeroing in on me like I wasmadeto be caught by him. My thighs clench, slick shame pooling between them.

My heat pulses with a turbulent urgency as I stare into those eyes. Ihateit. I hate him, yet my body is in anguish for him to make good on that promise of claim. I want him.

I want to be dominated… I want to be fucked… I want to be?—

The thought makes me sick. Makes meburn.

I snap a thick branch from the oak and harden it in my hand. I swipe my bare, bloodied hand over it, removing the small twigs, melding it to a sharp weapon. I stare into the beast’s eye and spit at the tip to provoke him, and his eyes flare with exhilaration…

“No! You do not own me,” I grit out and he laughs so loud the trees shudder, low and guttural, as if I just said the funniest thing.

“No, litt’l Omega,”he murmurs, breaking the tree that was keeping him away, making me leap back and bare my weapon at him as he slowly closes the space between us, eyes glowing like wildfire.“AAAAWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!”

WAIT! Fuck…And that’s when I know I’m doomed.

Not because I’ve been caught… but because I know that howl!

“Na yet, but that changes tuday.”He licks his lips, settingme on fire…

It’s the one that’s been driving mad and sending my heat wild…fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I really am fighting a losing battle.

Chapter 6

Blood and Dirt

MURDOCH

Iwatch ’er stand there, bloodied feet, covered in scratches, scars, an’ mud, pantin’ hard an’ naked like a cornered animal… but by the Source is she feckin’ beautiful.

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