Hound Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

They would never find their mates in this maze. "I'm sure they are. It's not likely that we won't have mates here, it's almost guaranteed in fact that we will find them this Hunt. Do you really want to ruin the surprise now though?" Susanna asked Izzy. "Don't you want to wait and be surprised on the Hunt? It would make the chase so much more exciting. Imagine hiding and then being knocked over with a scent that makes your mouth water, something that smells like sandalwood and vanilla..." Her voice trailed off as she sniffed the air.

When he looked up, he saw the enormous Silly Husky spirit looming behind Chase. Wait... why did that Silly Husky look exactly like the celestial hound Vex?

The near audible gasp from Elias made me think I had misspoke. My mate? I heard him nearly on the edge of tears in my mind. No, she's just saying it, don't read too much into it. I guess my mind reading was coming back now. If there was some way I could figure out why it was turning off and on sporadically, I would really appreciate it! I cursed silently to Inari. Hugo apparently didn't care what was happening mentally as he scoffed “So what are you then? You were able to sneak into pack territory on the full moon and there's a rumor you were seen turning into a small black animal.”

I asked as I looked at the brown dog. Lupa giggled as the brown dog looked at me with what I swore was disgust. Hey, it's not my fault that doodles have become a fad. "A Chesapeake Bay Retriever. They're a hunting dog similar to a lab, but cooler. So, where'd you find him?" Damian answered my question and repeated his own.

Hermes. I yanked out my phone and typed furiously: Did you break into my house? Ping. His reply came instantly. Unknown: Did you like the flowers? It matches your curtains.

A breeze slithers through the trees and dances around me, guiding me in through the door. Cynthia has already thrown down her purse. I keep mine clutched under my arm as I follow her into the kitchen at the back of the house. Huckleberry - an energetic little schnauzer mutt - leaps excitedly at his owner's heels. She bends over to rub his head and then grabs the coffee pot. "Want a cup?"

RILEY The faint, rough warmth of something wet dragged across my arm, pulling me from a deep, pain filled sleep. I blinked against the darkness, my whole body tightening as I prepared for the worst. Had they found me? My pulse quickened, but then I saw it—a small figure close to me, a brown shape in the dim light. A dog. My mind pieced together its name from fractured memories. Scout. That was what the human had called it. “Hey, you,” I whispered, my fingers slipping into its warm, thick fur. The dog’s eyes gleamed back at me, the only comforting glow in this hollow basement.

It’s pitch black. The place reeks—piss, mildew, mold, and that damn incense the Riding Hoods always use. But underneath all that, another scent catches my nose—orange and honeysuckle. A she-wolf. I can tell by the scent signature. I strain my eyes through the gloom, but the silver dampens my senses enough that I can’t make out where she is. “Is someone there?” I ask, keeping my voice low so the guards don’t hear.

The only thing clenching was my goddamn ass. The Omega noticed. His grinding slowed down, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion as he realized there was no hard ridge pressing back against him. He tried to rub against me again, softer this time, his hands sliding down to my chest. "Alpha?" he whispered, his voice laced with confusion. "Shut up," I muttered, my voice tight. I buried my face in his neck, taking a deep drag of his vanilla scent, trying to force my brain to register the Omega in front of me.

Outside, a horn sounded—sharp and urgent. Shouts followed. Chaos. I rose to my feet as instinct took over. Whatever was coming— I was done hiding. And somewhere in the compound, I felt Ronan turn sharply, his attention snapping straight to me. He knew. And so did my wolf. Let them come, she said softly. We’re ready.