The Alpha's Hunter のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 4

“What the hell Evangeline!” His voice echoed through the clearing but it didn’t sink in until I felt myself turned violently from where I was looking. The sword tumbled from my numb fingers as I took in the angry features of my father’s face. “I said, what the hell? You let the bastard get away.” My mouth opened and closed as I focused on his slash of a mouth, so unlike my full, plump lips. A trait from my mother he’d said…I looked just like her with my dark, thick black hair, green eyes, and pale skin. In fact, if I thought about it, I didn’t look like Alexander Delacorte’s daughter in any way. He was average build where I was tall and lithe. His brown hair and brown eyes fit perfectly with his complexion that looked like he’d been kissed by the Mediterranean sun. And I didn’t have the predatory slant to my eyes like he did, which were currently narrowed at me in frustration. “Answer me,” he growled as he shook me, his fingers digging into my upper arms.

The Black Wolf “Has the counsel responded?” he asked Derrick, his beta, as he walked into the office. It had been a week since the damn hunters had snuck up on him and he’d been furious ever since. His shoulder still ached where the silver bullet had torn through it. Thankfully, it had gone straight through and not lodged itself in the skin. If it had, he might not be here.“They’ve been silent,” Derrick replied and Tristan growled in frustration, causing his beta to raise an eyebrow at him. “There might be more of a response if you contacted them directly. You know how they feel about werewolf society and hierarchies.”Damn it! I threw down the reports that I was looking over. He was right. I hated dealing with the hunters and their society. They were cowards, hiding behind stolen magic of witches they’d hunted down in the past. If it wasn’t for the need for peace, I would have happily mo