Cato Hunger Games Novels & Stories

She replied back. The canteen turned silent and everyone’s heads turned to Cataleia and the Were. He was one of the Auctioneer’s subjects and he intended to be sold too. A rogue. The human girl had no intentions to be bullied either. Her mood was already foul because she was starving. “What’s a puny girl like you going to do?” he snarled at her, baring his sharp, unpleasant fangs. The barmaid looked terrified. She looked at Lei while holding a wooden tray on her chest. Lei sighed and ignored the Were and resumed to her goal of finding nutrition. “I’ll have a sauce please.”

The door opened with several men in there and one of them switched on the lights at last. Catalina watched nearly 50 men with shotguns in their hands. When they saw her, they got confused. " Yes. This is the murderer we were looking for .A girl . 5'2 and Petite. She killed them. " Mazov aka pakhan spoke to them. He grabbed her hair forcefully and made her stand in front of him. Catalina for the first time watched him closely. 6'4 and all muscles. She forced her neck up to watch him speaking. In only his boxers, he threw the gun away and stood like a Greek god.

Riley I dragged my tongue across my cracked, dry lips, the metallic taste of blood lingering there as I watched him—this human who held me captive in this damn basement. I still didn’t know his name, and I couldn’t decide if he was keeping that detail from me to protect himself…or to keep me guessing. But I knew one thing for certain: I was hungry. Starving, really, and my stomach growled loud enough that even he noticed. “I’m hungry,” I snapped, watching his gaze narrow, sharpening like he could see right through me.

Peace? I thought about Callista. About the way she struck me. About the way I said nothing. I thought about the prince. About the way he looked at me. The way he saw me. I thought about the people outside this palace. The starving children. The desperate mothers. The cities we’re all pretending don’t exist while we pour tea and learn how to curtsey. I reached out and touched the dagger first. It was cold. Sharp. Heavy with silent promises. But I didn’t pick it up.

The intensifying hunger that had seized my belly added to the torment. I hadn't had anything the night before and the whole day as well. Ruco had instructed the guards to make sure sure ate nothing or even drank anything. I was going to be starved until he was done deciding my fate, maybe I could eat before I was killed or after i was banished.

Three small earrings lined one ear, catching the faint light. And his face— God. Sharp nose. Defined jaw. The kind of features you only see in magazines. His nose alone can lift up the economy of the Philippines. “Catie?” he said, his voice deep and steady. My spine straightened instantly. “C-Code… poison ivy… two—two—” My mind blanked. “Damn it! I forgot. 269!” Smooth, Catie. Very smooth. He smirked. And I swear, that smirk alone could ruin lives.

Chapter 7 Raul’ s POV Far be it from me to deny Scarlett what she wants, so when she started panting, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me”, I had to comply. I am, after all, a gentleman. I unbuckle my jeans and start to slide them off as Scarlett, with one of her extended claws, makes my job easier and slices them off. It’s a good thing that she and I started keeping extra clothes at each other’s pack houses because of this very thing.

I nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)

(Cathy pov) My name is Cathy and I am an omega as the wolves call it, wolves that are tagged omega's are usually traitors, criminals and wolves with very low social standings. I was born into wealth but that didn't last long in my life,my father was an army general, yeah 'was' he died in battle... I think his death was planned by his fellow generals. After my father died the other army general did everything they could to take all my fathers wealth and left us with nothing...we hard to struggle to get by everyday afraid of being shamed and bullied. My life isn't something interesting I have been living as an omega for as long as I can remember, my life has been really hard it isn't filled wi

To switch places with me. But when I stand before the King and express my concern, the response I get from him shocks the life out of me. ******* Caterina's POV I may have grabbed the commander's attention during the physical tests due to my small stature, but luckily for me, we don't have enough time. The commander, who happens to be my mate (or should I say ex mate) is more focused on getting his wolves in order and being ready for when the enemy attacks as opposed to remembering when he ever admitted such a tiny looking boy into his army.