Milf Hunting In Another World Novels & Stories

“Not just a deal, Emilie. You’re in my blood, and I can’t shake you.” My heart raced, his words pulling me under, and I felt the pull again, that dangerous heat from the safehouse, when his kiss had burned away my fear. Andrew’s kiss in the van flashed in my mind, it was soft and desperate, but this was different, fiercer, like Milo was claiming me. “Milo,” I said, my voice trembling, “I’m scared. Of you, of this world, of… us.” He leaned closer, his breath warm against my lips, his hand sliding to the back of my neck.

She was alive. I moved out of the pack to see if I could pick out the scent. The rain poured heavily over the abandoned warehouse at the edge of the forest where I picked her scent. Thunder cracked across the sky as I shifted back to my human form. The scent of blood hit me instantly. My mate was here. I saw my beta and the warriors beside me. I signal to them that I will go a alone “ Alpha you can't go alone, we are coming with you” he tried to stop me

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.

Brian's POV. I have lost count since Wilson had injured my Millie and had vanished. But as far as I could tell hew as no where near the castle. And I was running low on human meat. I needed more. I would have to go hunting. I would have to leave Millie alone for a while but not for long. I got dressed since it was still snowing outside. I tucked Millie into bed and locked the door so she could be safe. She hasn't been feeling well but her leg was getting better. So I kissed on her on the forehead and headed out to hunt with my gun. I walked for a while before seeing ome human tracks in the snow. With my gun ready at hand I followed them. Before finding a man who was just wondering aroudn in

she cried, and I was in shock. "How did you find out about her?" she asked me, looking lovingly at Karen. "McCain's pack tried to kill her in retaliation for killing his mate," I told my mother, and she was angry. "That coward! In his case, the Hunters were simply doing their job. He was in league with vampires and some werewolves doing some shady things. They came for him, and he hid, thinking they would leave if they did not see him. Unfortunately for him, Giles meant business and cleared all the wolves that were present." My mother explained, and I realised her resentment towards the McCains and why she said I wasn't allowed to hook up with anyone from there.

The wind above the dungeon didn’t help my wounds at all, I covered myself with an item of clothing used by the one I strangled. I found an old hut inside Domlur and decided to go in to treat my wounds and to find an exit to this place. I sat on the ground and ripped my sleeves and tried to stop the bleeding by lightly tapping the cloth against my scraped flesh. Come to think of it, I’ve seen a lot of male werewolves but not female werewolves. I am into hunting for so long but I have never once hunted a woman. I tried to look outside; it may seem like a normal day with people walking around but this is all a façade.

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.

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.