Semua Bab Mr Billionaire Wolf Hunter Mustn't Know My True Form: Bab 11 - Bab 20

I thrashed my head frantically, letting a curtain of tangled hair shield my eyes from the carnage. I couldn't let them see. If that wolf, that bastard warrior, had even a shred of consciousness left, he’d recognise me. One look, one growl, and my cover would be blown to hell."Are you sure?" Ronan’s voice was a low rumble, demanding a truth I couldn't give.I nodded so hard my neck ached, my fingers white-knuckled as I strangled the hem of my shirt."Tch, acting like she's possessed," Silas spat. The shrill scrape of his chair preceded the heavy, rhythmic thud of his boots.Before I could flinch, his calloused hand caught my jaw in a pincer grip, wrenching my face toward the gore-stained floor. "Look closer, girl!"For a second that felt like an eternity, my vision met the black wolf's eyes. They were dull, filled with pain, yet still held that familiar, ferocious glint. My breath caught in my throat. My instincts took over. Trembling violently, I nearly jumped from my chair.“No, no,

Wow.It was almost terrifying, really. This man’s instincts were razor-sharp. He knew a predator was watching us from the tree line, sensing a shift in the air that no normal human would notice.Yet, the irony almost made me laugh out loud. He was so hyper-aware of the shadows, but completely blind to the fact that the very beast he was hunting was shivering right beside him. Was my disguise truly that flawless? Or had my scent simply vanished entirely because I hadn't shifted into my wolf form in over a year?"Stay close to me," He ordered, his voice a low, absolute rumble.I simply gave a meek nod, wringing the hem of my dirt-stained shirt until my knuckles turned white, and tucked myself behind the solid wall of his back.Across the clearing, Silas and a few other hunters pushed aggressively into the thicket, chasing a lingering aura. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from smirking. They were running in the completely wrong direction. Those wolves are already gone. Ronan gestu

"Ronan..." the woman whimpered, her voice a fragile, cracking mess.Her eyes, rimmed with a manic redness, trembled as his hand slowly uncurled her hand from the roots of my hair.Ugh, finally. My scalp throbbed, but the relief was short-lived. Because of this damn hunter, I had to deal with…wait. Why was he turning his back on her?Why was he looking at me like that? No, why are you coming closer, Mister?!"You hurt anywhere else?" he asked quietly, his fingers slipping into my tangled hair.The touch was gentle, so gentle that my head throbbed with the force of the tug, and I reflexively slapped his hand away."Don't touch me," I hissed, my inner wolf bristling at the contact.I scrambled backward, but my bare feet found no purchase on the slick silk carpet. I felt the world tilt as I slipped. I braced for the impact of the floor, but it never came. Instead, a pair of oak-hard arms lashed around my waist, hauling me flush against a wall of solid muscle.His hot breath fanned against

The pain didn't come in waves. It hit like an explosion."Eurgh,"“Miss Al! We’ll get you out—”Something sharp and hot locked onto the base of my neck, tearing through the layers until the sound of ripping skin echoed inside my skull.This damn hunter. What the hell is wrong with him?!A metallic, almost fishy scent flooded my nose as warmth spilled down my back. His teeth drove deeper, like he meant to rip through my veins and swallow me whole.“Move! What are you doing?!” Albus shouted.Voices clashed somewhere behind me, but they might as well have been underwater.My instincts snapped. Fingers curled, my nails throbbing, ready to elongate and rip apart the chest of the man pinning me. Another second, and I would have ripped out his throat. But the image of Albus and the CCTV camera's muzzle flashed through my mind like a slap of ice.I forced my nails back into my skin until my hands trembled violently."Mister… wake up!" I hissed, my voice hoarse from swallowing my own groans."

The word tasted like ash on my tongue.Dead. So that was my official status now?I should have been shocked, or perhaps crying over my unfortunate fate, because my family declared me dead while I was still very much alive. But the only thing I felt was a fire burning in my chest.They really did it. My family, the members of that damn pack, they erased my existence from the face of the earth.Ah, I see. They wanted to lock me in the dark forever for a sin I never even committed. From the very beginning, they hadn't given me a single second to prove the truth.My fingers curled, my nails biting harshly into the scratchy blanket."She's registered as an orphan," Silas's voice drifted through the loose crack in the door. "Comes from a small town up north. Twelve hours by road from here, no direct flights."I swallowed a laugh that threatened to burst out. Orphaned since birth? Great. What a neat scenario.Never mind the fact that I had spent my entire life in their manor, breathing their