Hare Christner Novels & Stories

The caller ID displayed Hiya's mother's name, prompting Utkarsh to fixate on Hiya with an intensity that bordered on devouring scrutiny. Choosing to disregard the incoming call, Utkarsh shifted his focus back to Hiya, his face contorted with a mix of anger and disappointment. In a sudden outburst, he seized her hair, each strand tangled and matted from the ordeal. Hiya winced in pain, yet Rehan showed no mercy, proceeding to cruelly pull over her chopped small uneven hair which was once cherished, long locks. The room echoed with her silent struggles and the sound of each strand succumbing to the ruthless blade.

Jasper narrows his eyes at me, but decides not to bring up my thoughts. Instead, he says, "I will not stop until this deal is complete." "Do you know anything about Cyprian? Where he may be?" I ask, hating to bring up the name of the man behind the uprising. Cyprian. Young, strong and extremely manipulative. An outsider of the Love Pack born and raised. A rogue now. All these things are a dangerous concoction I don't want my beautiful mate witnessing. Unfortunately, my end of the deal must be upheld.

Alpha Nicholas As if today hadn't already been a mind fuck enough the moment I saw Harriot waiting outside of my office door with the look that she had on her face I just knew that things were about to get so much worse. I swear to every high power out there that the moon goddess has personally been out to test me lately.

We need to know why they are here, we need to know why they came and tried to hurt Ingrid. "My name is Lucian." He paused as if I was suppose to recognize the name. "I'm not sure if you're awaiting some deep recognition to kick in, but let me save you the time. It's not going to happen, I have no idea who you are or why you are here." I said annoyed. His nostrils flared again before he composed that stoic fucking expression that made me want to grind his face into a cement wall. "I'm Lucian Lane. Pack Alpha to all the wolves of Romania." He spoke slowly.

Delcan walked back into the room,when she was all dressed and sat down next to Chantelle. He looked her in the eyes and said, "I know that was probably awkward, and I'm sorry if I crossed a line. But I want you to know that you can trust me. I won't do anything that you're not comfortable with, and I'll always respect your boundaries. You're safe with me." Chantelle felt tears welling up in her eyes, but they were tears of gratitude, not sadness. She felt like she could finally start to let go of her past and begin to heal.

I just smiled at him sadly because I feel so tired right now that I can't even move my lips. "It's time, they're all gone," Kendrick said in a voice full of hope. Maybe if there's anything good had happened to me in this place for almost a year, it's probably meeting Kendrick. He's kind and caring to me, that I can't help but wonder if he's Benjie's legitimate son. Kendrick always gives me water and food secretly, he also helps me escape this place but all of our plans didn't work out. Sometimes I can't help but feel sorry for Kendrick, he's only fourteen and he was surrounded by barbaric murderers, though they like to call themselves werewolf hunters.

My grandma lived a simple life, but I had quickly grown to love it. She introduced me to her neighbor. Chris. Chris happened to be a werewolf like Grandma and I. In Chris's prime he was one of the best warriors in history, and even a Beta at one point. No one knew what happened to him after he disappeared, no one but my grandma. Chris agreed to train me, looking at my short stature, and deciding I needed to know how to protect myself.

I ran in as well, only to get stopped by Hunter as he got in front of me and dad. My eyes travelled around the room and I locked eyes with the man who would soon become the man of my dreams and the man in my nightmares. Austin Dechart.