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Chapter 91 – Imported
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Knotting the Hunter Chapter 92 – Cold Spots
Noah"It's a spider," Lillianna says. "That's all it is. A spider."She holds the jar against the window, turning it from side to side, and the light comes through the silk yellow."It wrapped a nineteen-year-old in that and hung him in a tree to eat later.""And the one over my woodshed door does the same to flies, and you've never once driven out here about him."She sets the jar down between the bread and a bowl of something I've decided not to ask about."There's no magic in that thread. Not a thimbleful. That's an animal doing what it was built to do.""An animal hundreds of times the size it should be that we’ve never encountered before.""Now you're talking."She fills a mug and puts it down in front of Dax.One mug.She doesn't look at me while she does it, which is how I know she's enjoying herself.Dax wraps both hands around it and thanks her like he was raised properly, which I guess he was, and then has the nerve to catch my eye over the rim and twinkle at me."So how doe
Knotting the Hunter Chapter 91 – Imported
DaxI catch him thirty feet inside my fence and put him into a tree."Ow," Noah says. "Hi.""There are two trucks on the north road.""Three. One's new, parked past the culvert with its lights off."He’s muddy to the knee, has a scratch from a tree branch under his eye, and he smells like cold air and adrenaline."Which is why I came in from the quarry side.""That's four miles.""Five and a half."'He walked five and a half miles in the dark to reach us,' the wolf says. 'That's tribute. Take it with your teeth.'He's shaking, very slightly, under my hands.Not fear.I know his fear and this isn't it.He's been awake since some hour he'll never admit to, and he'd have done the last mile on his hands before he mentioned it.I've got both fists in his jacket and I'm supposed to be furious about this."You could have called.""I did call. You told me to stay behind the fence."He isn't trying to get loose, which is its own problem.His hips are against the tree. Mine are against him. My
Knotting the Hunter Chapter 90 – Shelf Life
NoahPruitt sees it first, which he'll be reminding me about for the rest of both our lives, one word at a time."Line," he says, and stops walking.It's strung across the deer trail at chest height, pale in the flashlight, thick as a bootlace.I put the back of my knife against it and press. It gives about as much as a fence wire gives, then hums.Spider silk doesn't hum.Spider silk also doesn't anchor twenty feet up two separate spruces with the slack taken out like somebody rigged it on purpose."That's new," Pruitt says."That's a problem," I say, because apparently we’re taking turns stating the obvious.A quarter mile behind us, forty volunteers are walking a grid with whistles and good intentions, looking for Ryan Mercer, nineteen.His car's been sitting at the trailhead for two days, and we knew about it before the town did, because we always do.Which is why the two of us are out front in the dark, and somebody's uncle with a headlamp isn't.I cut the strand.It takes actual
Knotting the Hunter Chapter 89 – Repeat Customer
Heidi"Explain it again," Noah says. "The part about the numbers."We're at his kitchen table, and I'm being very disciplined about not looking at the couch."Dad's cabinet runs on Grandpa's numbering. Every case gets a number, every number gets a file, airtight for decades. Except one stretch of years where the numbers jump.”I take a breath.“Dozens of files that should exist and don't. Nobody misfiles for weeks in a row, Noah. Somebody went through those drawers and removed specific years, by hand."He's gone quiet.The distinctive Noah-quiet, where his face powers down and something behind it starts working overtime.I’ve known that face long enough to be fully aware it's working hard right now."And here's the part I actually came to say. Many of the men who would have overseen the removal are still on the council. And it’s nearly impossible for our fathers not to have known. You know what the training’s like. Those files are studied and memorized."He looks thinner than he did a
Knotting the Hunter Chapter 88 – Signed Off
NoahThere's a saying about not starting arguments you can't finish, and whoever coined it never had a naked Alpha pull them into a sixty-nine on gym mats mid-sentence, because I had a point to make and it's gone now.Everything's gone now.There's just his mouth sliding hot over me and his cock heavy on my tongue and the two of us making sounds into each other that the emergency lighting is lucky it can't hear.He sucks like he's settling the argument.Long and greedy, tongue working the underside, and every time his lips ride over the studs he hums like he found money, and the hum goes straight through me, and my hips try to chase his mouth and his forearm just pins them down.Casual.Insulting.Doing it while I've got my own mouth full of him, the weight and the salt and the small twitch he gives when I take him deep, the way his thighs go rigid under my hands every time I pull off slow with suction, like his whole body is bracing against how good it is.I'd gloat if my mouth wasn'
Knotting the Hunter Chapter 87 – Reunion
DaxThe back door of the gym opens at nine minutes past eleven.I've been listening to his truck, his breathing, his heartbeat for a full quarter mile, and none of it prepares me for the actual sight of him.Almost two weeks since I've had him to myself for an entire night.We've seen each other, sure.Every single time, something was dead and we were fighting a clock.Tonight nothing's dead and anyone who tries to interrupt will be made to wish they were.The gym is closed, the blinds are down, the only light is the red emergency strip by the fire door.The sign out front still blames a burst pipe.All I care about is that he's here.He gets the door shut. That's all he gets done.I'm on him before the lock clicks, and he's already grabbing back, fists in my shirt, mouth open against mine, and the first sound he makes into the kiss is so hungry it yanks a growl up out of my chest in answer.He tastes like spearmint and every day I didn't get to have him, and his scent is already turn
Knotting the Hunter Chapter 6 – Tells
DaxThe thing's in pieces at our feet and my body's still waiting for round two.I never come down off a kill clean. My blood's still up, ears still straining, every muscle still voting to hit something else.I don’t think it’s a werewolf thing. It’s an adrenaline thing.So when the wolf decides to
Knotting the Hunter Chapter 5 – Carrion
NoahThe wolf hits it like a truck, and the thing barely rocks.Wrong.Two hundred pounds of Alpha at a dead run should fold anything with a spine.This rotten thing takes the hit, slides back a boot-length in the dirt, and swings an arm the size of my leg.The wolf has to wrench sideways midair to
Knotting the Hunter Chapter 2 – Heel
DaxThe wolf wants to turn around.He's wanted to turn around since I cleared the fence, and he isn't being quiet about it, because quiet isn't a thing he owns.He just keeps shoving the same word into the back of my skull like a toddler with a doorbell.Ours.Ours, ours, ours."He's a hunter," I t
Knotting the Hunter Chapter 1 – Sight Picture
NoahThree weeks I've been hunting this wolf, and tonight, finally, he does me the courtesy of holding still long enough to kill.Big of him.He's at the tree line where Northgate's fence gives up and the real woods start, and he's shirtless.Obviously. He almost always is.Cold's got nothing to sa
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