American Predator Novels & Stories

As though feeling the tension of being prey and me the predator, his gaze darted between the mouth of the alley and me, biting his lip until it was bright red. “I can fuck you up.” I loved fucking with terrified people. The wolf inside me paced in anticipation. I took a step toward him and he paled, shaking so badly the gun wobbled in his hand. “Stop it!” His voice rose to a scream. “I’ll kill you. I will!” “Try it.” I took another step closer. “See what happens.” His eyes widened like he thought I was crazy, and he wasn’t far off. When you’ve hunted for the mafia, killed people they didn’t want to bloody their hands with, and taken out whole families, nothing sane remained.

With a sweep of my arms, I glided through the water, my body slicing clean lines beneath the surface. Ripples shimmered beneath the moonlight, casting sharp shadows over the water—broad shoulders, chiseled chest, and defined abs surfaced and submerged again like a predator moving through the night. If there were any females standing on the edge of the pool right now, they wouldn't be able to tear their eyes away. The weaker-willed ones? They’d be soaked just from looking. After all, I’m every she-wolf’s fantasy—Alexander Blackwood, current Alpha of the Blackwood Pack and the highest-ranking Alpha in the North American Council. The most powerful resources of the largest wolf pack in the world

"They are the size of the legendary Dire wolves. Brand's wolf comes almost up to my shoulder on his flat feet. His teeth are as fearsome as the Háhyrnir (killer whale) that roamed our sea." Astrid witnessed his Adam's apple bob and his face drain of color in terror. "You are lying," he declared, but the quiver in his voice betrayed his deepening fear. "I am not," she assured him. She tried to muster up a look of concern for him, though she was not at all convinced she was pulling it off. "Save yourself, Leif. Show me where the baby is. Brodi is merciful. If you abandon your plan and confess, I'm sure you will survive. If you do not…"

I heard Alex say, but I was still speechless. How could this have been? When had it happened? I stared at the man in horror. " We tried to kill him but did not succeed. " The agent began " This man has killed his entire family and some of his neighbours. We had to hire hunters to get him. The hunters claim he is an Apex werewolf. A direct turn. Do you know what that means?" they asked Alex, and he shook his head pretending not to know. We couldn't trust humans, especially the government.

Moon closed his eyes to block the tears in his eyes from falling. "Kurgi and I were hunted for a couple hundred years before meeting up with Anatashi and her pack. She invited us in with arms wide open. We stayed and life settled down for us. Not too long after, at least for us, maybe a couple centuries later, we started hearing rumors of another wolf foolishly challenging Nature. The Dark Alpha of Sakura," he looked Rex dead in the eyes, not allowing him to look away, he continued speaking,

As he padded gracefully through the forest, his speed and agility were breathtaking, a stark contrast to his human limitations. Suddenly, the sound of thundering steps approached, the heavy vibrations causing the ground to tremble beneath his paws. John hadn't been gone long, and the wolves' search party had already found him. He glanced over his shoulder, his heart racing, and saw the looming forms of a bear and a lion. The sight sent shivers down his spine – new predators were now on his tail. He had to act quickly.

A tall muscular man with short brown hair and piercing green eyes appears before us. "Adam Blackwood, this is your final warning. Tell Alpha Trey the Moon Creek pack are not happy with his decision to welcome the girl with no wolf into the pack. We will seek revenge. She does not have a place among the rest of the packs." The man speaks calmly, although I can tell by the tone of voice he isn't joking around.