Novel & Cerita Cowboy Hunter

Pissed mainly at that flutter in his stomach when she said she'd come back later—a feeling that wasn't fear, but rather, anticipation? "Shit," he grumbled into the pillow, burying his face in it. Serenity Creek had turned into a minefield, and he, Ethan Callahan, the toughest cowboy in the county, was stepping on all the bombs. And the nurse with the brown eyes was the biggest one.

Almost everyone one of the attackers was on the ground, looking like they had just stepped into the sun. “Holy shit…” I exclaimed as I looked at the hunter as he put some weapon back under his jacket, turning to look at me. I don’t know if that comment was because hunters have a weapon that powerful or because Diana was right. He is attractive.

But it wasn’t the monster that had my heart stopping in my chest. It was his eyes. “Ronan,” I breathed, barely recognizing the sound of my own voice. The wolf didn’t hesitate. He lunged, his claws slicing through the air as he slammed one of the hunters into the door with a sickening crack. The man crumpled, his body limp, his gun clattering to the floor. “What the fuck is that?” another hunter yelled, his voice cracking with fear as he aimed his weapon at Ronan. Before he could fire, Ronan was on him, pinning him to the wall. The man slumped, lifeless, as Ronan turned to me, his blue eyes blazing.

They cheered again, proving my point. The man in the cowboy hat approached my cage. He bowed in fealty. We both knew I was the match to start the Hunter’s War.

“You know that is not fair. She could be saving us all from him. That includes your sorry ass.” A deep gray wolf with piercing amber eyes snarls at us as it approaches us around the corner of the building we are walking along the side of. Before quickly moving toward us. Hunter’s hand falls to his side quickly, pulling out the handgun sitting within his pocket, and shooting. He has been at the shooting range lately, I know that, and clearly his practice has benefited him, as the wolf falls to the floor before our feet with a whimper, blood spreading from the thick fur onto the sidewalk at our feet.

"Who're you?" "The Hunter," he responds as he tears the downside of her shirt to gain better view of the injury. "No. I mean...why're you killing your friends?" Sophia mutters. "Oh this guys? They're not my friends. They're bandits. I'm ex marine," The Hunter pulls out a white piece of cloth from the bag and puts it on the wound to maintain pressure. "I decided to live in a village after retirement and found out that different groups of bandits haunted the village. I got sick of it and decided to hunt them all down."

Two weeks later It’s early in the morning when my cell rings, and I race over to the table to answer it. “Hello?” “Hi Athena, It’s Derek Williams.” “Yes, hi. Have you found anything?” I ask. “I think I’m finally on to something concrete,” he says, and Enyo rolls her eyes. “There’s a hunter named Bill Stokes who lives on a ranch about an hour of town.” At the mention of a hunter, Enyo’s hackles are raised, and I have to hold back a growl. “You want me to speak to a hunter?” I ask.

Some hunters had to work to get a scent of the trail they would need to follow. The final group was quite possibly the most dangerous. The final group didn’t care who they caught, they were just determined to bring a mate of some sort home. Most of this group were older and had negotiated with their potential mate’s family ahead of time. In the best cases, they formed an alliance with an omega’s father which allowed them to catch their prey of choice. Not their fated mate, but a mate nonetheless. Those prey willing to be caught by a shifter who was not their fated mate wore a special yellow band around their arm to make it easier for the hunters to find and claim them.

Luca rasped as rain fell on them in a wild rhythm. Hunter's wolf growled in affirmation as he nodded. He would get her back. He would tell her the truth. His feelings were true. He was just stupid to not realize them. He'll beg her. He'll do anything just to get her back in his life. With that determination. Hunter began to look for her. He searched nearby forests hoping to find her cottage but ended up finding nothing. He sent out his men to look for her cottage in the forests of different countries. He looked up for the ponds near a cottage and kept searching for two days straight but ended up with nothing.

Perfect. We both pause to breathe together. I withdraw my cock to the cap and then hold his waist as I ram in again, harder. He yelped underneath me. I repeat the motion, moving carefully into him this time while taking my sweet time to stretch his hole with patience. "So good," I moaned. The sight of his ass hole swallowing my cock turned me on more than the sweet feeling of his cocoon wrapped around my length. He tried to hide his moans in the mattress and I stopped moving instantly.