Milf Hunting In Another World Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I've heard that story!" Killian groaned. "Father... it was one time." Aiden's silver eyes sparkled. "You climbed out the window?" Killian cleared his throat. "We're changing the subject." "No," Aiden said proudly. "I think you're much cooler now." Seraphina shook her head, laughing. "I've learned something new today." Soon the hunting party entered the royal forest. More than fifty wolves accompanied them; some remained in human form, while others shifted, their powerful wolves weaving gracefully through the trees.

It was my word against a noble wolf. Denis stepped into the circle with a slow predatory gaze,that made a look of uncertainty flash past Mila's face. “A tragic loss, Lady Mila,” he said, his voice smooth as honey. “But I noticed something curious when you were screaming for a search.” Mila flinched, her hand dropping slightly from where she had been pointing them at me. “What could you possibly have noticed besides this human’s thievery? we all saw the collision, she was right there.”

“You returned.” I stepped closer. “I need to know how to track someone.” She tilted her head. “Who?” “Mila,” I said. “Erwin. The servant. You know who.” She stayed silent for a moment. “The one who is not your mate.” I felt anger rise. “She is my mate. The bond is there and I feel it.” She shook her head. “The bond is false. The pain told you that. The silence of your wolf told you that and I cannot help you track what is not yours.”

It's because of this sudden growth that I sent Callisto and Maxwell, my newly shifted and unmated warriors, to pose as hunters just to keep an eye on Adelaide and also to give me intel on what was going on in their hunter camps, but despite that, no information came up other than the fact that the little girl, Adelaide, hated me with a passion and was training hard just so that she can kill me. “I know, right. And the funniest thing about all this is that she hates you with a passion and has a special dagger designed specifically to cut your big head off,” Mason chuckled, pouring another drink for himself while I sighed, putting my glass on the table and staring at the ceiling. “I should hav

TRAVIS I was so engrossed reading the book that dad gave me, it was all about how the mating process is done, the rankings in a wolf pack, and whatnot. A few moments later, I put the book down on the bedside table and went to the kitchen to get something to eat since my stomach growls in hunger, I lost count of the time and forgot to eat my lunch, my mate is the sole responsible why I forget to eat my lunch because I was thinking of him as I read the mating process, I can't help but imagine Milo's naked body as he walks towards me and submits his self to me and my wolf, Mitsui.

“So, how about this? A little family reunion. I’ll make you into the very thing your bloodline once hunted.” My breath hitched as Desmond leaned closer, his mouth hovering just above Silas’s skin. I wanted to move, to do something—anything—but I stayed frozen, rooted to the spot by the chains and my own hurt. “If you survive my hunt,” Desmond whispered, “then you become my wolf.” And then he bit down. The sound of it was wet and visceral, followed by Silas’s scream—a raw, guttural cry that ripped through the room and rattled the very air around us.

he whispered, the name carrying a depth of pain that shook Shama to her core. Shama’s eyes widened as the pieces fell into place. *Naina... Rehan...* The faces, the names—everything matched the characters from *Mystical World of Mythical Creatures*, the comic she had been reading. But how? How was this happening? A cold shiver ran down her spine. *Am I inside the comic? Is that even possible?* The thought was absurd, but the truth stared back at her with the red-eyed prince cradling Naina, just as described in the story.

Most of all, I missed Freya and hearing her name was worse. Dillon pulls me into his arms “You did good, babe.” “I don’t want to do that again.” “You won’t have too.” He tries to reassure me. But throughout the entire last year, I knew it would come. I knew that they would find me at some point. I knew that I would have to use the very thing I hate against them. And if they found me, others would. “They will come.” I tell Dillon as he hugs me. “I won’t let them.” But no matter how much he tried to reassure me, at the end of the day. He was just a human. He wouldn’t stand a chance against wolves. The day will come where I would be the cause of his death.

Few betas shifted and followed me. I was finally able to access Aiden through our mind link. My wolf howled, running as free as the wind. It has been long since she last ran in the wild, and she was enjoying every bit of it. I soon got to a stream, and spotted an antelope there. I was not brought up in the wild, but aunt Millicent took her time to teach me the basics of hunting. I laid low in the grass before pouncing on the antelope. The antelope fought it's last fight before giving up. I was dirty, because I rolled in the mud while struggling with it. After that, I went into the stream to wash up.

Finn says, ready to leave, I gave her one last hug, before leaving the house, I went and met with my two wolves. “Wow, you look beautiful,” Milo says as soon as he saw me. “Thank you, you don’t look too bad either,” I say with a smile on my face, I got in the back of Milo’s car and he drove us toward the party spot, it wasn’t that long of a drive, and most wolves would run there, except from the ones who got a human soul who’s not ready to shift yet, that includes both me and Finny.