Righteous Prey Novels & Stories

Without a second thought, she ran away like a frightened rabbit without looking back. What she didn't notice was the man's penetrating and lecherous gaze on her as if she was prey and he was the ultimate predator. Waiting to devour her.

I explained. I searched his eyes for a sign of remorse and, when I couldn't find one, I was reminded of who I was mated to. This man was an Alpha Superior. He was the Lycanthrope equivalent of a king. He had conquered nations. I was a naive fool if I thought for one second Barret was the first man he had ever killed and I knew he wouldn't be the last. Adam had a certain darkness in his blue eyes that made me wonder how many people he'd killed, but his smile... oh, his smile made me realize he had probably lost count.

There among the crowd was Shirley smiling sheepishly __ innocently and genuinely at me. Luca turned and faced me. His gaze pierced deep into my soul. An evil leer perched on his lips. He stretched out his hand and clutched mine. A shiver ran down my spine ,my skin crawling with unease. He came a little bit closer so we could stand just an inch apart from each other. Our closeness sent my heart racing , my senses on high alert. my heart racing with every beat . “In accordance with and acceptance to the goddesses' will , the Alpha now has to seal this sacred mate bond before the entire pack by giving his Luna a kiss. " The woman's announcement made my stomach churn immediately.

And perhaps, if you see how necessary Omegas are, then perhaps, you will decide to help the cause. He doesn't say that part but I can hear it lingering in the air like poison. It's bitter to taste but I don't find myself hating it. Daxon growls slightly in pleasure at the fact that I am thinking of it. Why? Because it is true. I need a release somehow and I know how it would end if I keep fighting what I really am. A Predator who needs to hunt down prey to survive. I have fought these instincts after the event that happened many years ago but perhaps… Perhaps, it is time I stop beating myself for something that I could not control.

My eyes scanned the room, and I couldn’t help but notice Damien seated in the executive booth, his head thrown back in pleasure as a girl stayed kneeled between his legs. Fucking hell? Disgust churned in the pit of my stomach as I realized what was happening. Dick! “Ignore him, Scar,” Aurora said behind me and I looked at her. She had an equally disgusted look on her face. “He is such a pig but we can’t allow him of all people to ruin our night. Let’s just have a good time tonight.” Nodding in agreement, I followed Aurora and Maeve to the bar, where we ordered shots and downed them in quick succession, the fiery liquid burning down my throat.

I closed my eyes and raised my hands to trust the knife right in his… Yes, there was a stab and then a loud cry. MY CRY! Vermont's eyes had flipped open and there was a small, creepy smile on his face as he gripped my hand that held the knife, leaving me shocked and petrified. “You've got quite a big dream, pet,” He said in a husky voice.“But this is how to make a kill.” He redirected my hand, propelling the knife straight into my abdomen. My body stowed away all sorts of liquid, SWEAT, URINE, and BLOOD!

My body followed, my massive paws slamming against the forest floor as I lunged. Everything sharpened around me, the syrupy scent of him, the sound of his breath, the rhythm of his heartbeat. He was Prey. That was what he became in that moment, not Caelum, not the boy who watched me. Not the one who tried to understand me but prey. He moved just in time. My claws tore through the air where he had been, slicing bark from a tree instead. He turned sharply, his blade already in his hand. “Nyra!” he shouted.

I lit a cigarette and blew on it as they exchanged stares. “Hold on a bit, isn't it your personal team that should be responsible for the transfer of our hostage?” The Capo Locale pointed at Pierro and I bit the insides of my tongue but kept a cool outer expression. How would it feel to see his insides spread on this table in front of everyone while red would be the last color he sees before his soul leaves this world? How satisfying it would be to gut him from the inside out.

Within seconds, I entered the pack house and rushed into Hector's room. But the sight before me drained the blood from my face. Hector had Milli pinned against the wall by her neck. The wound that had only recently healed on her head was bleeding anew, and Hector's gaze was fixed on her with a feral intensity, driven by the sole intent to annihilate his prey.

I thought Richard would have an exemption since he is Alpha Victor's right-hand man or should I say lieutenant but it turns out that Alpha Victor treats everyone like trash. "Do you think I am joking about ripping your daughter's head off? Richard, have you forgotten what I am like just because I have been gone for a while now? Should I remind you that with the snap of my finger, your daughter's head is gone and right in my palm?" Alpha Victor yells out loud. Richard sneaks a glance at me, he clutches the phone tight and I already know what he is about to do and it is ultimately too late for me to stop him