Mother Hunting Ch 1 Novels & Stories

His bright white fur glistens in the moonlight, twinged with silver luminescence on the tips that glows like his silver eyes. He’s beautiful. And he’s charging toward me, only to be jumped by about a dozen black, scraggly wolves who bite at his neck. He shoves half of them out of his way like they’re nothing but air and sinks his teeth into the others’ necks, one by one. Blood pools on the ground everywhere, letting off a metallic stench that I can smell even above the stink of the men holding me. I look at my mother and Aisla, who are helplessly trying to kick the men grabbing them. It’s not working. I can’t find Maggie, and I hope Oscar is protecting her.

I realized I had made a fatal mistake. The sound of my voice caused its gaze to shift in my direction, and it moved towards my hiding place. Its eyes locked onto mine, sending chills down my spine. However, a vicious, ear-piercing growl emerged from behind it as it lunged at me. My mother, bloodied and bruised but driven by sheer desperation, attacked the wolf with a fierceness I had never witnessed. She sank her teeth into its back tearing through its thick fur. The monster howled in pain, writhing and eventually spun off my mum who crash landed into the wall near me- she barely moved. My mother shifted back into her human form, gasping for breath, almost choking in her own blood.

"We would be handing each of you a neck chain that reveals whomever you meet to you. And if such person is a werewolf, you would feel some movement in the neck chain." "And what if it just reacted on its own. Or probably such person is a vampire, what do you do then?" My question had I and Allen holding back a laugh to the annoyance of our parents. My mum gave me a stern look as she made her way towards me. I gulped hard, trying to look away from her. Her eyes almost always feels like she could see through ones soul. "Now, listen young lady. I don't know if this sounds like a joke to you, but maybe when you are almost torn apart by this beasts. Maybe then, you won't have so much of a sense o

“Mom.” “What are we going to do, mom, are we going to die?”- My voice and body trembled in rhythm, he still hasn't harmed us. However, both my mother had a feeling of suffocation. I looked at my mother, she just looked at me and pushed me away. My mother completely turned into a wolf, she rushed towards him like a flash of lightning, she quickly grabbed him and knocked him to the ground, she used her claws to knock him out. Wound a long way across the chest.

I created her. My mother replied as she stood up. Vixen was scratching the walls to leash out but I was keeping her calm. My mother suddenly lunged herself at me. But before she could reach me, she was kicked hard and pinned to the ground. I looked around and found ma in her wolf form. She was growling at my mother angrily. Moon was suddenly in front of me and so was his grandpa. As pa noticed ma changing back into her human form, he went to her and covered her body with the coat. Ma stood up but her foot was on my mother's chest.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER MENTIONS R**E AND IN**ST. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE SUBJECT!!!! Hunter (P.O.V.) With a thundering growl my dad jumps on the boulders blocking the entrance and starts digging them out with his paws. He is desperate to get to his mate and soon the other guys join him. I glance at the unconscious girl in my arms then carefully carry her away from the mayhem.

I tell Malachi, patting the grass next to me for him to take a seat. Malachi reluctantly takes a seat, still wary of my father, when I hear a crack of twigs behind us. Malachi stands again, ready to shift within seconds. I turn to see a brown wolf with lime green eyes stalking toward us. She looks identical to me. I put my hand on Malachi's forearm to calm him. "It's okay. She's my mother," I tell Malachi as I stand to move closer to her. My mother stops and stares suspiciously at me. "It's me, mom. It's Chloe," I tell her, holding my hands up, letting her know I won't hurt her. The wolf's eyes dart around confused, then my father steps next to me, nodding his head. “Chloe? Oh my God,” she

She climbed the steps, crossed the threshold, and tried to ignore the way the wolf inside her went completely, inexplicably alert. Just adrenaline, she told herself. Just the territory. Just being back. She kept walking. End of Chapter One.

Chapter 6: The Chase Ignites The moon hung fat and silver over the forest, its light slicing through the trees like a blade. The pack gathered at the den's edge, bodies shifting in the shadows, fur rippling over skin as they changed. Howls ripped through the night, deep and wild, sending chills down my spine. I stood there, heart pounding, the air thick with the scent of pine and earth, mixed with the raw musk of arousal from everyone around me. The den's stone walls faded behind us, but their weight lingered in my mind—like a home I was starting to claim, even if it scared me. Thorne's hand gripped my waist, steady and hot, pulling me close. His eyes burned into mine, fierce with possession

I giggled to myself and left to drive my way home and dropped Poorna on my way as she asked. The drive will take almost twelve hours. After passing half-way, I got hungry and decided to go for a hunt as I was in the middle of the woods. I changed into my silver white wolf and roamed around to find an apt meal. When I found a matured fleshy rabbit, I hide behind a bush and watched its movements. My wolf came to the surface as she always loved to hunt. When I was about to launch on it as it came closer to me, a bow flew our way. I yipped and jumped in surprise as the bow pierced the rabbit and scrapped my foreleg on its way. I saw a woman in my mother's age eyeing me cautiously. I looked up at