Hunting Wives Novels & Stories

Grandma Joni said, "Now, Wendy, you do not even know what a Doma is, now do you?" Grandma Joni asked and Natalia started to laugh. "There's the internet. We don't really need to stress to find out about information like that, you know?" Wendy said and took out her phone. "Okay then, look it up, insolent girl." Grandma Joni said, now taking Delilah's hair in sections and plaiting them into long braids. Wendy started to mutter words while going through the internet. "Demon slayer, housing, tech company, Defense of marriage act—"

The bounty had turned from gossip into a city wide obsession. The anonymous bounty had been reposted across dozens of different platforms, and overnight, the promised reward had mysteriously increased to a staggering, unbelievable sum $200 MILLION. Cedarville went really crazy. The hunt for Lucius Hunt’s secret wife became some sort of competitive sport. Amateur internet detectives formed their own online forums, analyzing every single woman the Lucuis had been photographed with during the past five years. They stalked his inactive social media accounts for tiny clues.

I shouted. “Its Jana!” My eyes widen when I saw my wife at the door. "Wife!" "Hi there husband." She said then smirked

Daniel, of course, offered to come along, but Father already knew what Cynthia wanted and told Daniel to stay at Rosebud Pack to help him, citing work commitments. Jenny has been crying and throwing tantrums for no apparent reason since she broke her arm and leg. As her "best friend, " Alice is the unluckiest one. "Cynthia is going to the hunting contest? Why her? Why does she get to go? " Jenny started howling like crazy again at the news. She was going crazy with jealousy. She knew that the best young wolves from each pack, mostly male wolves, were participating in the hunting competition, and Cynthia had already received countless young wolves' advances after she proposed the bill at the

I scan the parchment over and over again, my eyes repeatedly catching on the ball and whatever moon bathing is. However only one event sends true fear slicing through my body. “What is the Wild Hunt?” “Ah,” Aileen purses her lips, looking as if she wants to smile. “That’s when things get especially fun for mated couples. Some people find a partner just for the night, but it’s more powerful when you’re bonded to the one hunting you.” “Hunting you?” I squeak.

Her brows knitted together as her eyes clouded over. “About 10 years ago, there was a rumor that a small village was full of Hunters and they were planning on attacking some smaller packs and covens. So a group of us went to investigate. Our mission was simple: surveillance and report back to Jack and Malachy. But something happened. Another smaller group of wolves snuck in over the barricade. They didn’t attack, but the Hunters were more prepared than we originally thought.” Marian stood up, then paced around the small rooftop.

Even their wives and mates were affected. “Oh Anastasia, you must be attending the Hunt this year!” The warmth in Marjorie’s voice bordered on scalding. “It’s tradition, after all. Twenty years in the making. I, for one, cannot wait to participate. Since Caius hasn’t yet found his mate he’ll be expected to attend as well.” I gave her exactly what she was looking for when I frowned and said, “The Hunt?” Caius had gone utterly still at my side, warning me something was amiss. His hand returned to my back, ready to guide me away, but I remained rooted in place. No way was he ushering me out of here without a single explanation.

She humphed and said, "Well it was a clean kill. I must give you that." "Of course," Fulman's wife said. "I said we are the greatest hunters on this side of the world." Helen scoffed. "We need warriors on the battlefield... not hunters. And we have some of the best trained warriors. Even Luna Adrienne has seen us in action,"

She had never felt cum-ropes splatter so forcefully against her cervix. An hour later, back at the main campground, the husbands and younger kids finally returned from their long hike, tired and hungry. “Where are those wives of ours?” Jane’s husband asked the other men, looking around. “Probably just out for a walk. Wasn’t that where they were last year when we got back from the hike?” Amber’s husband John speculated casually. “I think I’ll start frying up some burgers. I need some meat inside me,” Ruth’s husband announced loudly, completely unaware of how ironic his words sounded.

They obviously have planned this for a long time, considering they made sure my beta and I were nowhere in sight. I found out that Henry Elsher, the hunters’ leader, and his entire family are hunters. His wife and his three daughters. I later found out that he has actually four daughters and the youngest did not join them. The girl had no idea that her family are actually hunters but seemed to be aware of our kind.