Page 29 of Hunted By Them


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Hunter, the one my wolf recognized as our mate, gazed at me with hard amber eyes.

“I’ll cut you down,” he promised, “but you’re going to learn a valuable lesson first.”

What? Wasn’t I already learning a lesson?

“I don’t understand,” I croaked.

He smirked. “You will.” He pulled his knife out of his back pocket and swiped at the rope just above my head. Without its support, my legs turned to Jell-O, and I began to crumple to the ground.

“I’ve got you, Red.” Large hands caught me around the waist and hoisted me against his warm, broad frame. “We’re going to play a game.”

“Are you shitting me?” I cried in outrage. “A fucking game? All you’ve been doing is playing fucking games with me, you two-faced motherfucking…”

Crack.

His hand against my ass silenced my outcries.

“Good girl.”

Damn the effect those words had on my body.

“What do you want me to do?” I sighed heavily as he set me fully on my own two feet. Naked. Vulnerable. Just how he fucking wanted me.

Hunter stared down at me, his pupils blown wide, the amber ghosting the edges, barely hanging on. He licked his lips, a dark leer tugging at the corners.

“Run,” he ordered. I furrowed by brow, wondering if I’d heard him right.

“You want me to run?” I asked, dumbfounded. “Run where?”

“To the safe house,” he instructed me.

“Okay…” There was a catch. I could see it painted on his face, the lines full of mischievous intent.

“Run,” he ordered again. “But if I catch you, Little Red, you’re mine. I will claim every hole you have and force your pleasure until the only thing you can think about is screaming my name.”

What. The. Fuck?

“You can’t…” Fuck, he wasn’t listening. Instead, he was shedding his clothes, piece by piece.

“You have until I’m done removing my clothes, Red,” he told me as he pulled off a sneaker.

“But…”

He looked me dead in the face, lust and desire flooding his eyes.

“Run.”

And I did…

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

“Run.”

The moment I uttered the last command, she took off like the hounds of hell were biting at her heels. Good. That instinct was finally kicking in. My Little Red had hesitated when I’d first given the order, the human part of her brain questioning my authority. I might not be as powerful an alpha as Wolf, but I was still an alpha, and she was my omega.

I saw in her eyes the moment she recognized me as her mate. Her wolf had perked up, pushing to the forefront of her mind. The surge had awakened my own wolf. The interrogation had served two purposes. One, I needed to find out more information. And although we hadn’t reached the crux of what I wanted to know, once we were mated, I had a feeling she would be open with that information.

And two, the physical and mental overstimulation allowed the human part of her brain to shut down, while her inner instincts took control of the wheel. It was how she was able to finally recognize me as her mate. Logic was a human thing, and although our brains often thought like humans, we weren’t. Well, some of us were partly, but not Freya. Human aspects hadbeen allowed to rule at the forefront of her mind because she hadn’t been taught to commune with her wolf.

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