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Chapter 16 The Hunters Break Through POV: Adelina McKenna They came on the seventh night. I should have sensed them sooner. But I’d been too busy listening to the fire. Since the Flamebranding, my wolf had barely slept. She moved beneath my skin like lightning looking for a strike. The burn on my shoulder hummed even at rest, feeding a warmth through my chest that no wind could chill. I could feel the change in my blood thicker, brighter, aware.

Nothing felt like enough. “Silas,” I whispered, pressing my hands to his chest. His breathing was shallow, his body too still. The scent of silver mixed with blood was suffocating. The hunters were getting closer. I could see their shadows through the gaps in the trees, hear their low voices cutting through the air. I squeezed my eyes shut, muttering a prayer to anyone who might be listening. A shift in the wind made my breath catch. A familiar voice rang through the air. “Let’s wrap this up! We’ve got enough!” Orin.

"I can make you forget the Council. Just one taste, Zane. Let me remind you of the history we almost had." She leaned in, her breasts pressing against my knees, her hands fumbling with my belt. She looked up at me, her tongue darting out to lick her lips, her eyes searching for a flicker of the old fire. "She doesn't even know how to please you," Adeline hissed, her voice sharp with venom. "She’s a cold, little bird. I’m a fire. Let me burn for you." She leaned forward, her mouth opening to take me through the fabric of my trousers, her hands reaching up to shove her breasts into my face, desperate for any contact, any sign that she still held power over me.

We are here to find our way back to Alexander, but she is a wolf obsessed with finding her goal. Never stopping to rest, Adeline keeps hunting our mate until the wee hours of the morning. The sky turns a beautiful shade of orange and purple as the sun rises in the sky. I watch the breathtaking sunrise from behind Adeline’s eyes and I beg her to stop and take a break for a few hours. Letting out a little humph of frustration she finally tires herself out and lays on the hard ground and closes her eyes. Once Adeline’s mind is calm once again I let myself rest and we fall into a deep sleep.

On her count, we both stood, turned on our flashlights, and sprang forward. "Hey!" I exclaimed. "What the fuck is gong on here?" "Adele," Lisa asked coldly, "do you have any idea where that pencil dick has been?" The two sprang apart, and Chip curled up and groaned. He wasn't trying to cover himself, he was in pain. Adele must not have been careful with her teeth in her swift, surprised disengagement. It wasn't too bad though, fortunately, and the worm quickly went from holding his junk to hiding it. Adele shot to her feet, affording me one more glorious ogle before she clapped her arms over her tits.

Luciano, completely unbothered, hummed against her skin before answering. “Busy eating.” Adeline’s entire body went stiff. Her face burned as she slapped both hands over her mouth, trying to suppress the gasp that threatened to escape. She turned wide, horrified eyes to Luciano, who only smirked, his tongue darting out to tease the sensitive spot on her thigh. Christian sighed on the other end of the line. “Eating? What the hell do you mean, eating? Adeline’s missing. Charles has his men out looking for her. They’re searching for you, too. Do you have any idea where she—wait.”

I tightened my grip on Chloe's hand. Adeline grabs a rather greasy-looking prisoner at the beginning of the line and smiles before plunging the knife she is holding into the top of his head. Chloe gasps, and I cover my mouth so my scream of horror doesn't escape. The other prisoners in line begin to beg but the siblings ignore them. They act as if they can't even hear them begging for forgiveness.

he muttered. “Your book fell. I put it back on the shelf. Go get it and stop bothering me,” he said, closing his eyes. Adeline’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. She fetched her book, sat on the bed, leaned back, and resumed reading. Her eyes grew heavier and heavier. She finally set the book on the bedside table, pulled up the blanket, and closed her eyes. ***

The short guy tried to argue with him but was sent to the ground by a hard punch. "Adeline, why don't you ever listen to me?!" He yelled at the crying girl in his arms. Adeline sniffed, hugging him tightly. His scent…, she knew it was her husband. She opened her mouth to speak but said the exact opposite Aiden ever expected. "Please Aiden...Fuck me!" Saying that, she led his hand into her gown. "Make me wet." She mumbled, her eyes flashing with the hunger for pleasure.

“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.”