Hunting Adeline Novels & Stories

She missed them more and more and longed for both even more than she ever did at this moment, she had to go on and keep moving to get them back as soon as she could. Up next was Abaddon the telepathic demon of hell. Edna had always been a skilled hunter. She had spent years training in the art of tracking and killing her prey, honing her skills until she was one of the most feared hunters in the land. But nothing could have prepared her for what was to come.

I pressed my face against the ceiling until my cheeks were imprinted with splinters, desperate to absorb even these tiny fragments of normality. I couldn’t see much through the narrow gap, but I could hear. Footsteps. Voices. Life continuing while mine had been paused. And one voice in particular—light, melodic—that I recognized instantly though we’d never met. Adeline. The woman whose photo Carlisle had shown me, smiling cruelly as he described her perfect teeth, her unblemished skin, her trusting nature. “She reminds me of you,” he’d said. “Before you disappointed me.” She was up there, unaware of what lay beneath her feet. Unaware of what awaited her.

“Or did you push her away?” I force my gaze to her. Adeline. She’s a few steps back, clutching a paper cup she hasn’t touched. Her face is a mask, tired, steady, like she’s learned to carry a mountain without breaking. The wind lifts her hair, and her scent slams into me. Sweat and sunlight, the kind that clings after chasing kids all day. But underneath? Her heat. Faint, rising, curling around my wolf like a call I can’t ignore. She’s masked it with herbs, but my bones know her. “She’s coming into her heat,” Adam growls, lust and longing tearing at me. “She still carries our bond. You smell it. I smell it. Any wolf this close would.”

“Oh, you fool. You got it all wrong. Did you really think that I had changed my mind just because I was sleeping with you?” “You were falling for me!” She insisted. “I was playing with you. We were having problems, and you were the distraction that I needed, but I will always come back to her.” Adeline picked a sharp piece of the glass on the floor and puts it near her neck. “Reject her and choose me, or I will—” “Kill yourself? Do it, I dare you.” “If I die, then it will weaken your wolf too.” “My wolf is mated to Eero's wolf. If it's not clear to you, then I'll say it out loud. Your death won't mean anything to me, so go ahead. Kill yourself.” Adeline's hand trembles, and then the glass fe

She was giving Adeline a chance to show off her skills and also using the time to study her moves. "Humph!" Adeline scoffed as she slowly walked around Audrey. "I'm a wolf, I was just playing with my food before I finally killed it," Adeline used her leg to flip up the spear that was beside her feet. "Now, I'm giving you a chance to a fair fight," Adeline flipped the spear in a circular motion with her fingers. "Try to see if you can beat me before I change to my wolf and kill- Argh!" Adeline instinctively raised a hand to her cheek.

“Now, explain who you are and why you were in that condition when I found you.” Adeline’s frown disappeared, and she bit her bottom lip, trying to gather her thoughts. “I’m Adeline Smith,” she said quietly, slightly stuttering, “daughter of Baron Smith, leader of the Crimson Pack.” She constantly glanced up at Enzo, who was staring at her intently as she explained. “Yesterday, my pack was attacked by the Blue Moon Pack. They... they wiped out every single one of us. I’m the only survivor.” “Your pack was wiped out?” Enzo chuckled softly, “Well, that’s unfortunate.”

And strangely, I didn’t feel any attraction towards her. I wasn’t sure if it had faded over time since it was a stupid infatuation or if was it replaced by someone more…important? I walked out of the manor and found the ‘more important.’ Adeline stood before the birds with a bowl of grain in her hand, and she fed them. The birds seemed to be flocking around her as if she was snow white. Her lips moved as she looked at one of them. Was she talking to them? I moved closer to listen in.

Relief was short-lived, replaced by the ice-cold reality of what I’d have to do next. I bolted back to the car, paws digging into the snow as I shifted mid-stride. The icy air burned my lungs as I straightened, pulling my clothes on with shaking hands. My breaths formed clouds around me, but it wasn’t the cold making me tremble. It was adrenaline. I reached into the car and grabbed the bag—the one filled with everything I might need to kill someone like me. Blade soaked in wolfbane, silver-tipped bullets, enough to turn this place into a bloodbath if I had to. But that wasn’t the plan.

Madden followed her behind till she stepped out. He stayed by the door, arms crossed as he watched her go down the mountain. Immediately she went out of sight, he scoffed dryly. "I fucking recognize anything with a pussy when I see one." he muttered slowly, smiling devilishly as he returned to the manor. -- "What the hell!!" Adeline shouted when she got to the forest separating the manor from the clan. The body fell from her shoulder. "I can't believe this! Is he doing this on purpose? Carry a body and give it to the dogs to eat? Damn it! Is he human?" She muttered.

"She is gone. They took her." I stood up from my chair so fast that the heavy wooden seat fell backward onto the stone floor with a loud crash. The entire hall went completely silent. The music stopped playing, and every lord turned to look at the royal table. "Who is gone?" I demanded. "Adeline," Malcolm whispered, looking up at me with terror in his eyes. "Alpha Hilton and his trackers left the castle gates ten minutes ago through the side exits. They found out she was trying to escape, and they are hunting her down right now. They took their hunting hounds and their weapons."