The Hunt Is Possessive Of Percy Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Something like… mark me. And for a second, I let myself get lost in that thought, wondering what would happen if he does. I don’t think about the negatives, only the positives and how nothing or no one could tear us apart ever again because a Lycan’s mark is final and I guess a part of me did want that. I wanted to be his final girl. His end game. “Mine…” Hunter whispered and he came up to my face just as a low rumble sounded off from his chest.

I blurted. “Get them out or you're dead,” he threatened. “Careful,” I said softly. “Don’t try it.” My men stepped off their bikes, cracking their knuckles, their eyes changing colors. “We are not easily cowed, Xavier!” Henrique shouted, unzipping his jacket. His chest puffed out under the grey shirt. “We are wolves too, in case you've forgotten. I am an Alpha too of this pack, just like you.” “I know that,” I said. I could feel my nails growing longer and sharper, becoming thick daggers. “But there are levels to this game, Henrique.”

“Which brings me back to my question. Who was it? Who did this to you?” I kept my mouth shut, staring at the space between my boots. “Theo, tell him,” Oliver urged, his voice tight with fear. “He can’t help if you don’t tell him.” “I can’t synthesize a cure if I don't know the exact pheromone signature,” Sian said, leaning over his desk and pressing both hands onto the surface. “I need a sample of that Alpha’s scent, or at least their identity so I can cross-reference their medical files in the military database.”

And I can't let it pass in hide and seek. I bent on his neck licking it wet and I loved it as he tilted his neck to give me access to assault his skin. It was buttery smooth. I don't need to work hard. My tongue is automatically gliding on his neck. Slightly sucking here and there. Leaving marks. I want to show everyone how possessive I am of him. His fingers tangled in my hair pulling me up to his lips. I did not fight him. He is mine. He is me. Shoving my tongue inside his mouth, my hands found his erect nipples and he moaned inside my mouth.

As he drew back, his gaze bore into mine, an unspoken promise hanging in the air like a delicate veil, “If the time comes when you're ready to take that step towards forever, I'll be here, standing at the altar, waiting for you with open arms.” The words echoed in the room, a poignant reminder of the delicate dance we shared, the unspoken fears and hopes that bound us together in a tapestry of emotions. “I pray you won’t flee, leaving me grasping at empty promises and shattered dreams,” his words hung in the air, a silent plea for understanding and acceptance in a world fraught with uncertainties. I broke out into a shy smile and kissed him softly after playfully whispering, “Won't you hunt

“Do you know her?’’ “Jessie, remember her?” I laughed bitterly. “Yes baby girl, I remember Jessy.” The ride back home felt long. But even then, staring out the window felt like the freedom I had been craving. We pulled into our mansion before I knew it, and I sported Galen waiting by the large door. He strolled across the compound like a man chased by demons the second he spotted her. His figure dances into twos, but perhaps, that was because of the alcohol in my system.

Hunter I greet the guests while the damn hour passes by. Just when you want to give her space, time shows you that you are not and will never own it. I clench and unclench my fists several times to see if the tension is gone. I look several times to where Selena will be appearing and want to run to her and see her beautiful brown eyes shining. I am restrained by my godparents Jimmy and Fernando. I often look at my old bedroom window and wish I can see it for at least a second, but I see nothing as the trees and distance blocks my view. When I realise that the women have given the air of their graces to the party, I feel it is almost time. I prefer to think a little more about how much I am l

Silvia screeched, punching Hunter's back but he paid no heed to her. His eyes focused on the f*cker in front of him who called himself his friend. "It's not like she's yours, Hunter. I want to ask her out. Put her down," Lennox asserted in all seriousness. Hunter's eyes flashed. The very next second Hunter grabbed his collar, jerking him closer. "She's f*cking mine!" Hunter thundered ominously causing chills of fear to run down her spine. Lennox narrowed his eyes not saying anything else as Hunter let him go with a rough jerk. Turning on his heels he strode inside the house through the back door.

"It's for luck. Nick made it for me before he left on his shadow hunt. He use to say that as long as the sun shone in the sky, there'd always be hope. He said it was my own piece of they sky, watching over me." His brown eyes met mine. "You know I can't take this." "Yes you can. Please. You're gonna need its luck more than me once we're in Quanu." He looked back at it and spun the yellow bead with his finger. "My very own piece of the sky huh?" I snuck my head under his arm and rested it on his chest. "Your very own."

The sexual tension was unbearable; I couldn’t let myself act out and go out with her when that would be too fast and that would hurt her. Her hands gripped harshly on my tie only turned me on more. Reminding me of our past, she wanted power. All the power that she could get in the world but with me. I provoked her power belittled it but when truly her powers were hidden under the most infamous name in history ‘The Black Hunter’. I would be lucky and honored to have her by my side but all that was on my mind at the moment was how much I wanted to hear her say my name while having me inside of her. I was down bad and that was realized when I gave the order to kill her.