The Wolf Hunter's Mate

Emma felt her cheeks heat up at his comment, sure of the red color that was dominating her features. This man clearly knew how to woo his women. Before she could retort, she heard someone yell at her. “Can I get a pitcher, miss?” It was a man holding out his card on the bar, awaiting her. “I’ll be back in a minute.” She mumbled to Jamie before she headed toward her new customer. Instantly after she’d uttered it, she clasped her eyes shut in regret. Why did she have to say that? That was her chance to get rid of him. Inwardly groaning, she poured the beer into the pitcher glass. She looked over her shoulder to see if Jamie was still there, and much to her dismay, he was. Why did she care if he was around? Was she looking forward to spending time with him? If it weren’t for the fact that he selflessly put himself before that asshole, she would’ve hardly entertained him. Despite the fact that he looked incredibly attractive to her, with his dark brown hair falling on his forehead in

Tom choked in response, caught by surprise. Eyes wide with disbelief, he studied his friend for any sign of mirth in his features, but its absence only concerned him more. The man who had no space for anyone but himself in his life was blessed with a mate? “I can hardly believe it.” Tom said, “I thought you were destined to be alone forever.” Jamie threw him an unimpressive look, “I’m a werewolf, Tom. Of course I was destined to find my mate.” “But?” He said, “Why are you surprised then?” “It’s just…” Jamie looked away, “I hadn’t expected to find one anytime soon. At least not in the current circumstance.” “Well, cupid doesn’t knock on the door before he strikes his arrow.” Tom said, “Is she aware?”“That I’m her mate? I would guess not. She seems quite unaware of things.” “Such as?” “She was raised by human parents. I doubt she has much knowledge about our way of life.”“So you trust what she said?” “Of course.”Tom frowned at him, “Then why take the pain of coming all the wa

The inside of the bar seemed eerily familiar to Jamie. It could not have been longer than two years that he visited this place, yet, not a single thing was out of order. Frisky youngsters smoking pot in a corner, slinky women pursuing their clients and ignorant others swaying to the music. There was nothing he had not expected, including finding his dear friend standing in the midst of it all. Shaking his head, Jamie walked toward Thomas, or Tom, as everyone called him, ready to drag him away from the women that he surrounded himself with. Tonight was important, he couldn’t be wasting it over a hooker. “Ah, Chris!” Tom said as he spotted his friend approaching him. “You’re finally here, mate. Let me introduce you to- hey!” “It’s Jamie, now. Did you forget?” He said, glaring at his friend as he pulled him away from the brunette that was entertaining him all this time. “I told you I’m here for something important. What the hell were you doing with her?” “Oh, you know what I meant to

As soon as Emma recognised him, her first instinct was to close the door shut and flee the place. But Jamie was much too swift. Before she could as much as take a step back, Jamie appeared before her, yanking her into the room before closing the door behind her.  “Where are you trying to escape?” He hissed before he took possession of her wrists and pinned them behind her. Pressing his body against her, he pushed backwards on the door, trapping her.  “What the hell are you doing here?” She screamed, trying to fight off his hold on her.  In any other circumstance, she would’ve easily gotten herself free. She was stronger than most men she encountered in her life, thanks to her supernatural abilities. But she stood no chance against

When the last of the boxes were delivered safely into the living room, Emma finally took a breather. Propelling herself onto the cushion of her new flat, she closed her eyes for a few seconds, trying to regain the strength she’d lost in carrying up the giant boxes to the first floor.  When Elena agreed to let her move in, she didn’t waste any more time lurking in her apartment. Although she had a few more days on her lease, she didn’t feel safe to live in a house that gave easy access to werewolves. Emma’s apartment would be no different, she knew, but she counted on the fact that her new company would ward off any evil plan Jamie might be plotting against her. After all, he wouldn’t risk exposing himself to another person.  When Elena opened her eyes, she couldn’t help but groan at the h