All Chapters of The Lycan's Hunt: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ANNATORIA“Fresh humans for our pleasure,” one of the wicked laughters mocked. And my struggle to make sense of everything heightened. My heart raced harder because the sounds around me were strange. They seemed distant and close at the same time, like they were coming from a room nearby. But the shit is, my ass was vibrating so I figured I was in a moving vehicle or something like that. You know what, there’s no way I’m letting any freaking werewolf drag me to God knows where. I must find out what’s going on.“Hello?” I asked like a character in a horror movie. “Mr. Werewolves? Do you-?” Immediately, the snarls and laughter being tossed around me ceased. The space became so quiet that I could hear my shallow breath and pounding heart, and I knew better than to utter another word. I decided that focusing on finding a chance to escape would be better. However, moments later, I started to realise that I might not find any chance. The dark space was still moving, and it didn’t seem

ANNATORIA“Suddenly, this feels like an interview,” he chuckled, his fingers wiping the sides of his mouth. “I love that. Ask away. What do you want to know?”“Uhm.” My face turned thoughtful. “Maybe how you developed Thorne Innovations? Your age? Or maybe your childhood? And also, why did you say that you are easy to hate? And why do you hide yourself from the public?”“Wow.” His eyes wrinkled with mirth. “That’s a truckload.”“Maybe after we eat, we can-”“No. It’s fine. Let’s talk while eating.”“Isn’t that like bad table manners?”“Fuck table manners when I have you seated in front of me.”“Oh God.” I felt… what’s it called? Fanny flutters? Yeah. That. “You are a flirt.”“Funny,” he briefly stood up halfway to adjust my plate, “I am usually not one. When I’m with you, it comes naturally.”“Stop itttt.” With a sparkling gaze, he sat back down, and we picked up our cutlery and dug into our fancy pasta meal.Seconds later, as my mouth and stomach and even my legs rejoiced because o

ANNATORIA“Open your eyes,” his voice was almost a growl. I responded to it like a dog heeding the whistle of its owner. “I want you to watch as you lose this bet,” he gloated, and I bit into my lip. For the first time, I’m excited about losing. “Damn,” he sighed elatedly, his hands getting to work. The one of my waist started to slide upwards, towards my breasts. The other was slowly pulling the ends of my gown up. “Where do I start?”I just leaned into his chest and relaxed.“Hmm,” he grunted again as he began to plant kisses. One side of my neck felt those kisses first, he did not miss a spot. Then he went to the other side while his left hand barely fondled my breast. “My chocolate is tasty as always,” he whispered against my skin and with a smile, I witnessed everything he was doing. It made me feel like a painter’s muse, feeling the brush against her very own skin. “Kiss me,” I ordered, and he brought his lips to mine without pausing for a second. I don’t know how we did it,

ANNATORIAMy eighth mission was in a paper-selling company called Mufflin Papers. After three years of suffering, the company started to thrive. However, that overnight success was thanks to the meth production their managing director dabbled in. And unfortunately for most of the unsuspecting employees, the company’s building was the location of the illegal production. When the entire thing came to light, the media unfortunately got interested, and everyone working there was instantly labelled drug makers. With time, the accusations worsened, and the employees were tagged as drug addicts by the general public. So, with that fragile lie, the lives of those employees and their families were affected. And understandably, they got furious that their lives became worse when they were innocent. So, when they heard from someone that I was a cop who worked undercover, the affected employees found ways to corner me, to accuse me of shaking up their lives. According to them, if I had stayed

ANNATORIAWith heart-racing giddiness, I returned to the main office. But I had barely stepped out of the elevator when Celeste jumped in my face. “I heard something interesting,” she said, her voice hardly audible. Then, she hooked her arm into mine and gently shoved so that we could walk together. “I heard you have been very, very busy.”“And that is strange to you?” Her eyes went wide, and she flinched like I had burned her.With a frown pulling her face, she pressed her right ear, and I looked back at her while she asked, “Why the heck are you yelling?” With a shake of my head, I readied my feet to move ahead. At the same time, I muttered, “I don’t have time for this.”“Miss Annatoria, can you keep your voice down? You are not the only one here,” Kaelen called from where he was. His voice too, was almost like a whisper, and that annoyed me. These two had better have a good reason for speaking like half-muted rats.“What’s it this time?” I pressed. “Aren’t you the one who needs