This is the end of the story of Sierra and Sebastian. Thank you for reading. Check out the third installment of the Ambersky Pack Series Book 3--Hunting The Hunter. I should have that up sometime next week.
We have completed Books 1 & 2 in the Ambersky Pack Series with one remaining story of the future Alpha and her mate. Continue scrolling to read the trilogy, Hunting The Hunter.> Book 3 -1-[Clubbing I]ARIELLA“You have got to be frickin’ kidding me,” I growled under my breath, glaring at my outfit in the mirror.I took a short spin to see what the rear looked like, which annoyed me even more. The back was much worse than the front. If I squirmed too much in this, my entire ass would be on display.“Oh, hell no! There is no way I am leaving the house dressed like this. I look like a hooker on the prowl!” I tugged on the hem, trying to pull it down a little lower. Try as I might, the elastic material seemed to have a mind of its own.“What’s taking you so long in there?” Abby, my best friend, and the person responsible for this outfit yelled from just outside the door. “It’s a simple dress. It shouldn’t take more than a minute?” Impatience and annoyance were heavy in her voice.
[Clubbing II] MALIK I was in a back room upstairs, working on making more wolfsbane silver-laced bullets. These bullets would pierce and kill any wolf on sight almost instantly. We had tons of guns and just as many hunters, so I wanted to make sure we had enough ammo to do enough damage to wipe out a small wolf pack. After making these, I would work on making some pellets that would contain magnesium and silver nitrate. On another table beside me, Aaron, my cousin, was making some metal beads. He said when detonated, it would disperse silver shrapnel, which could do some serious damage. Also on his table were grenades. Not your typical veteran’s grenade, although they worked the same way—pull the safety and toss. These grenades contained silver nitrate and wolfsbane gas, useful for providing cover. They would do more harm to the werewolves than to us. Going down the line was my other cousin, Brandon. He was making some canisters with silver nitrate, magnesium, and wolfsbane. The g
[Clubbing III] ARIELLA As soon as we entered the club, my nose tingled with every scent in the building, some more putrid than most. One scent that stood out most was the stench of desperation on some of these girls. It was even stronger than the alcohol and the sweat-drenched patrons grinding against one another on the dance floor. How could humans do this so often and not get sick of it? How could they do it and not realize the kinds of terrible consequences it caused? We had barely been here for ten minutes, and I was already on the verge of either punching someone in the face or emptying my stomach contents. I was making my way through the crowd when someone grabbed hold of my hand. “Hey gorgeous,” the man said. “Dance with me.” His hot breath carried the smell of beer and cigarettes, and he had the squinty eyes of someone close to intoxication. He took my hand in his and drew me flush against his chest while his other hand snaked around my waist. “You wanna dance with me, h
[Sinful] Malik Red, yellow, and blue beams erupted from the ceiling’s revolving lights, illuminating the dance floor. My gaze wandered over the densely populated throng, moving and dancing to the DJ’s catchy tunes. In the VIP booth, the floor pulsed beneath my feet, and it was impossible to avoid the heat emanating from the throng. “Malik, man, what’s up with you tonight? For weeks, you turned us down when we asked you to hang out, and tonight you’re here. It’s like you’re not. You’re not drinking. Heck, you ignore the girls who throw themselves at you. What’s your problem, dude?” Chad yelled in my ear, giving me a friendly punch in the arm. Meanwhile, a blonde carbon copy of a Barbie doll rocked and rotated her hips on his crotch. I shrugged. He was right. I had been refusing to hang out with them, but they didn’t need to know the reason. With everything going on at home, it was hard to leave, knowing an attack could happen at any minute. Besides, if I started drinking with these
[Rejection] ARIELLA What the hell just happened? Did my mate just reject me? The sensation was so strange that all I could do was watch him until he disappeared around the corner, dragging my thumping heart behind him. I contemplated chasing after him for the first few minutes but decided against it. “Go after him, please. He needs us as much as we need him,” Bree pleaded, whimpering, and howling her pain for her mate. “There’s no use, Bree. He practically rejected us. There’s nothing to convince him otherwise of what he felt,” I told her and closed the link. He was a hunter, and I was the very thing he hunted and killed. That was what they were taught should they come into contact with a werewolf—kill without hesitation. “El, we need to get going. We don’t know if he left to call in reinforcements,” Bryce stated beside me. Funny how I had been eager to meet my mate all night, but as he glared at me and threatened to kill me if we ever crossed paths again, I could not conceal
[Preparations] MALIK The feeling of bewilderment lingered in my stomach as I watched the wolf and her friends disappear. At first, I debated pursuing them, as it would have led me directly to their pack. That should have pleased my father, right? It ought to. Unless I pursued them and they caught me spying, which would not have been pleasant. My father always told me that a well-thought-out plan was the key to survival. And that was the truth. There was no telling what sort of torture I would have endured had I followed my instincts and gotten caught. So, what should I do? Instead of following them, the safest and best course of action was to go home and inform my father of what had happened. From there, we could plan to eliminate the wolves. I got in my car and drove in the opposite direction to where the wolves had disappeared. As I moved away from the club, the feeling of sickness faded from my stomach. It was replaced with growing adrenaline. The encounter left me feeling ener
[The Run] ARIELLA It was now time for me to transform into my wolf and run between the trees. To feel the wind in my fur and the earth beneath my paws. Or so I thought. Beta Rory drew my father aside and whispered in his ear. Whatever Beta Rory revealed to his Alpha caused him to pale. My father then focused on me. His expression turned to disappointment, carrying a hint of what I assumed was hurt. “We’ll discuss this after,” said my father to his beta. “Have him meet me in my office when we’re done here. Also, tell head warrior, Zach, I’d like to see him in my office.” “Yes, Alpha,” replied Beta Rory. While I might not have heard what Beta Rory told my father, I could only presume his blabber-mouthed son, Bryce, spilled his guts about what happened at the club last night. Why did I believe he wouldn’t go running to his father as soon as he had the chance, without giving me the chance to talk with my father first? My father never approached me, though. Even when my mother tried
[Where Is She?] SIERRA “Sebastian, something is wrong. It has been over two hours and our daughter hasn’t returned to the packhouse,” I told my mate as I barged into his office, ignoring the staring faces of his Beta, head warrior, and my Gamma. I narrowed my eyes at him in disbelief. “Did you even realize she wasn’t back yet? Or is hunting these hunters more important than your only daughter’s safety?” “Could you please give us a minute alone?” Sebastian told his men. He rose from his chair and rounded his desk. Ushering his men out the door, he then closed it behind them. “Sebastian, we need to go look for her and bring our daughter home,” I hissed. “How do you know she’s not just with her friends or on the roof avoiding me?” he asked. I huffed out a breath, my annoyance with my mate reaching a new crescendo. “Are you serious? So what if she didn’t tell us she found her mate or that he was a hunter? Have you forgotten your previous distaste for having a weak human for a mate?”