Chasing The Wild Series Novels & Stories

Kayla's Pov: So let me tell you a little about myself: For as long as I can remember I have been alone, it has its benefits but mostly it can be so dam lonely, do not get me wrong I love living in the woods I feel so free, and I'm not one of them horses that are so proud of them self although I know I am something worth looking at, but Sadler that is not a good thing as it mean I attract so much attention to myself which I do not need or want. I do sometimes miss being with other horses as I often see wild mustangs passing by, but life goes by and as soon as I turn 17, I am meant to find my mate! I have no idea on what to do the only other shifters around here are werewolves, the pack 'midn

I won’t live my life looking over my shoulder. We didn’t end up finding him in England. Nor in France, Germany, or even fucking Italy. It was starting to feel like a wild goose chase. We’ve been chasing him down for six fucking months. Six months this slimeball has managed to escape us. But today, it ends. Today he screwed up big time.

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

She could almost see his hips driving deep, his face tight with focus and raw hunger. The moans from the other side of the wall grew louder. The girl was whimpering now, a frantic, needy sound that made Lena’s stomach flip. Caleb grunted through his teeth, a rough, primal rhythm pounding into the mattress. Lena’s fingers crept into her panties before she could even think to stop them. She was already slick, her body betrayed by the simple sound of his pleasure.

Nwa territory bayou Chloe slipped into her room, her mind racing. She changed quickly, then crept outside, bolting into the woods. Her breaths came sharp as she reached the edge of the clearing. There he was, Hunter, pacing back and forth. He stopped suddenly, his head snapping toward her. They stood frozen, staring at each other. She took a step. So did he. The closer they got, the more their wrists burned. “I just wanted to see you, Hunter,” Chloe said, her voice breaking. “I miss you.”

In retaliation, the black wolf hit the opponent hard with its claws, trying to reach the muzzle. The red wolf was able to dodge, and then clenched his jaw on the offender's leg. The black wolf whined in pain, a sound that satisfied the attacker and excited the watching wolves. Raising his head, the black wolf bit the ear of the red one. Surprise caused the red wolf to jump back sharply, uttering a loud, high-pitched bark. Taking advantage of this, another wolf quickly stood up and hit the red one with its paw. His claw managed to graze his shoulder, and the scent of red wolf blood colored the air, causing his opponent to snarl in satisfaction.

I moved through the dense woods of the Silver Creek pack territory, and an inexplicable sense of anticipation washed over me. It was as though the very air crackled with energy, and my instincts told me that something extraordinary was about to happen. The forest seemed to hold its breath in silent expectation, leaves rustling softly as if they whispered secrets to one another. In the hearts of the wilderness, I heard a sound- sweet, innocent laughter that seemed out of place amidst the solitude of the woods. My wolf stirred within me, recognizing something familiar yet distant in that sound. It was a laughter that resonated with a timeless, primal memory.

Ash had never seen her before but he could tell that she was a Landers due to the luxury she had on her. Merely looking at her, Ash could say this was not one like the calm Landers that he met, Daisy, who had him interrogated. This one was saucy, with an attitude. She looked to be the female duplicate of Ivan Landers. Ash wanted to ask who she was then he spotted her customized car plate, she was Katty Landers.

"I'm going to cut to ten." "One, two. Two and a half. Seriously, please open the door. There are two glowing eyes staring at me from under. Is that a shrub or a bush? What ever it is, the think hiding in it just blinked." Chance stood there eating his snack, listening as Kristoff's panic kicked in more. There was a scream and a crashing sound as whatever animal ran towards Kristoff. The animal made a growling sound, and that's when Chance flung the door open, only to see a racoon sniffing at a screaming Kristoff.

Hey guys, I want to appreciate everyone who reads this book. It means a lot to me. Sooooo, I know some of you might not be happy with the end, but I want you to know it's just a story. And wait, remain calm! There's going to be book two. This is more like a prequel, an introduction to their love story. Book two is titled: Chasing her. It'll be out soon. Yes. Soon. You don't wanna miss book two, do you? 🤔