Page 15 of The Hunt: Emerald

Me litt’l Omega…

Eyes of the deepest green, but bred wit’ fire in ’er veins an’ defiance in ’er stance.

It makes me blood stir to capture ’er, me teeth ache tu sink intu the nape of ’er neck, me dick harden tu plunge deep within ’er soppin’ pussy.

I. Need. Her.

Wit’ ’er jagged spear made ofsharpened wood, knuckles tight around it like it was forged from steel an’ not jus’ a desperate scrap she ripped from the forest. ’er hazy, almost crazed emerald eyes are wide with fear, but behind that fear... there lay a challenge tu ’er Alpha.

I won’t submit…

Litt’l thing wants a fight, an’ I canna help but grin at the prospect.

“Yu think yer goin’ tu stop me wit’ a twig, litt’l Omega?”I taunt, slowly circlin’ ’er, lettin’ the weight of me steps shake the ground, though I usually try tu be quiet as a flea, with ’er… I want ’er tofeelme, me power, theinevitabilityof ’er submission.

“Fuck you!” she bares her teeth like a wild thing, an’ it stirs me up. She’s intoxicatin’.

“Cute,”I sneer, tiltin’ me ’ead.“Yu say such nasty words yetyu wear yer fear like perfume... but underneath it…”I sniff the air, low an’ deep, tongue flickin’ out across me bottom lip.“That heat an’ hot pussy, a deadly litt’l mix, pleads fer me.”

Me words must anger ’er because she lunges damn fast fer a woman, an’ one in heat at t’at… but the edge of ’er weapon does’na even touch me, t’ough it comes straight fer me chest, wit’ all her might an’ no hesitation, no bluff. I almost laugh at ’er nerve. She barely ’adtime tu gasp as I catch it mid-air wit’ one ’and, flingin’ ’er… not hard, but jus’ enough tu send her flyin’ backward like a rag doll, an’ for ’er back tu hit the dirt wit’ a hollow thud.

I then snap her weapon intu pieces like dried bone, cuttin’ me eyes to ’er.What now…

She groans, dazed, but me Omega still tries tu push up on tremblin’ arms, still not broken.

By the Source, she isperfection.

I desire her tu be mine… now!

“Litt’l Omega, I was gonna toy wit’ yu an’ play wit’ me food befer I eat it,” I pause an’ growl, slowly walkin’ toward ’er. “But now…” I salivate at gettin’ me first taste, savorin’ the scent of ’er heat. “Now I think I’ll end it.” I tower ova ’er, drooling ova ’er hot flesh, barin’ teeth.

“I. Will. Never. Let you catch me!” ’er words are barely above a whisper, but it’s pointless. She’s mine.

I lunge fer ’er neck, an’ me jaws snap ova nothin’ but air.

She vanished!

Na moved.Vanished. One second she was there, pantin’ in the dirt, an’ the next she’s gone. The earth swallowed ’er like water takes a stone. I freeze, eyes wide, ears perked, quietin’ me heart an’ listenin’.Where are you, litt’l Omega?

The trees sway an’ the wind picks up as if tryin’ to distort me ’earin’, an’ I growl at the world’s defiance.

I sniff the air. T’ough the wind masks ’er scent, I howl when I catch jus’ a wiff of ’er. Sweet. Tangy. Earthy… mine. I growl low in me t’roat, annoyed.

“Clever girl…”I mutter, crouchin’ down, fingers diggin’ intu the dirt where ’er body was.Magic. Old magic.She’d sunk intu the earth, merged wit’ it like a damn phantom. I paw at it, creatin’ a massive crater.

Feck!

But it dinna matter… I sniff the air an’ cock me ’ead in the direction of ’er scent, gettin’ serious.

She can cloak ’er body, melt intu shadows an’ mud, but no matter wat, she canna shield ’er scent.Not that delicious, ripe scent that screamed ferme.

I shift me stance, crackin’ me neck, lettin’ me eyes burn bright.

“YU T’INK YU’ ESCAPED, LITT’L OMEGA?”I snarl, voice echoin’ t’rough the trees.“YOU THINK IF I CANNA SEE YOU, I CANNA’AVEYU?”I start movin’ again. Slow. Intentional. Evera breath drawin’ her in closer.“WELL, LET ME REMIN’ YU! I DINNA NEED TU SEE. I CAN SMELL YER SHAME. I CANFEELYU PANIC,” I HISS. “BECAUSE YER SCENT WILL ALWAYS BETRAY YU. YER FEAR. YER HEAT.”

The forest vibrates with defiance on her side, but I roar.

“Yu can vanish intu the earth itself. But I’ll find yu.”Me lips curl intu a wolfish grin.

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