I gape at him, not just because of the abrupt change in atmosphere, but because the nickname is new. “Bunny?”
He grins. “I’m a predator. And you, my sweet girl, are officiallyprey.”
Catum and Craze growl in agreement, both of them studying me with intense stares.
“We… we just… All of this… I.” I shake my head. “Don’t you think we need some time to digest everything that has happened?”
Craze grins. “It’s chaos, gorgeous. Our lives wouldn’t be the same without it. So we don’t need time to think about anything. In fact, I believe I speak for the mate-circle when I say that none of us want to think at all right now. We just want tochase.”
“Sorun,” Catum growls. “Now.”
My nipples bead in response, my body instantly primed.
“This is madness,” I breathe.
“This is Monsterland,” Craze counters. “Welcome to the mayhem, little rabbit.”
“You called for a hunt, baby girl,” Krolic drawls. “You initiated the ritual.”
“Yes, because… because…”Because the pink-haired man told me torests on the tip of my tongue, but it feels wrong. Like a lie even though it’s technically true.
However, deep down… I… I wanted this.
I can sense it now, that intrinsic desire to be chased. Caught.And claimed.
Krolic smiles, his mouth radiating sin. “We’ll be nice and give you a head start.”
“Thirty seconds,” Catum clarifies. “Beginning…now.”
“You can’t?—”
“Twenty-nine,” Catum says, interrupting me. “Twenty-eight.”
Oh, Gods…
They’re serious.
“Twenty-seven.”
Shit!
I don’t know when I went to my knees in the water, but I stand now.
And then I do the only thing I can think to do—I run.
CHAPTER THIRTY
CATUM
I’m so fuckinghard I can hardly think straight.
Between the fight and hearing Ailsa declare her need for a hunt, I… I’m enslaved to my instincts. Lost to the drive toclaim.
Because our Omega has started the most primal of games.
And she’s running through the hedge maze.
Krolic joins me by one of the many entrances, his eyes narrowed. “Split up or hunt as a team?” he asks.