The One He Claimed Sophie And Hunter 소설 & 이야기

I can't back down now. "No. Not after all I've done for you. This is what I've been trying to tell you. That girl is nothing but a traitor." "I SAID! GET OUT!" Hunter roars, however, I won't ease up. I can't stop now. Silvio on the other hand gets up from his chair to walk to the doorway where I'm standing. Hunter has his back to us and doesn't see either of us. I nod to Silvio as I keep my eyes trained on Hunter's back.

She seems don't mind the cut off and continued with a strange expression, “This is confidential-” “How can you say it is when you handed me a jade of information?!” She craned her neck, lost all the necessary excuses. She sigh after realizing I already frustrated. She ask with a bit of confussion, “How can the young lady realize my lies?” I sneered. “You really asking that? Really, how can you be a huntress?” She pondered about it, and it only cause my heart to shook with too much frustration. She said after, “Well, I'm not actually a huntress...”

I smiled gently. “You have a warrior’s body.” I ran my fingers down a particularly ropey scar down her side. “What was this one from?” “Bobby Brown,” she said. “A werewolf that liked to hunt human children. He had a thing for their hearts. He’d barbecue them.” She shuddered with the memory. “He had killed my client’s nephew. Took me a week but I got him. Brought his heart to my client as proof.” She spoke matter of factly, no pride in her voice. She might not be proud of herself, but I was impressed. I had heard of Bobby Brown and had heard of the hunter that got him. I didn’t realize it was her.

"I'm not mad that you drank… I just wish that you hadn't drank so much… because I really needed you, but you were out cold." He drew in a deep breath. "What happened, Sophie?" "After everyone left, Scott was still here… and he… he…" Tears filled my eyes. "Oh my God… he didn't… Sophie, he didn't rape you. Please tell me he didn't rape you. Please, Sophie…" he was biting his lip so hard that it had to be bleeding. "He didn't… but he tried to… and I kept screaming for you, but you were passed out… and if Wyette hadn't come in then he would've done it."

Chapter 53 LAURA This moment each time it comes it's like a nightmare one that lingers forever I wait for a change in his countenance but everything remains blank, no surprise look no gawking no tellin no moving away, He seats still looking at me unfazed as if waiting for a bigger news, "Aren't you going to say Anything?" I ask him unsure if he heard me right, "I'm sorry what?" "I'm a hunter" 'so?" "I've killed a lot"

I picked up a stick and poked at the fire, causing the flames to jump up. “Finally, you are alone.” I heard Prince Dagon say, before going quiet, “Still not going to talk, huh? You really are a stubborn bride.” “I am not your fucken bride.” I thought back. “Remains to be said, do you think I could really control anyone with just one bite?” He laughed. “For me to be able to control someone who was not my bride, they would need to drink my blood as well, and you say you are a vampire hunter.”

“What’s the problem?” “Nothing,” I lie, already rubbing a hand down my face. “Go back in.” But she’s not buying it. Of course, she’s not. “It’s not nothing, Damon. Tell me. And I heard you mention the man from yesterday?” she pushes, inching closer. I clench my jaw. Might as well tell her. She’s not stupid. “He was an impostor,” I say flatly. Her hand flies to her mouth. “What?” she chokes out.

She stepped up to the bed and gripped my shoulder. "Who is the father?!" she demanded, her voice full of raw venom. "Who did you sleep with before crossing my son's borders?!" I was terrified, and honestly, I didn't fully understand how it had happened myself. I just cried and shook my head from side to side. "I don't know!" I choked out, sobbing. The doctor leaned in closer, his nose twitching as he hovered just inches over my bare skin, trying to catch the sire's scent on the child. I held my breath, my fingernails digging so hard into Cazriel’s cloak that I felt the seams start to give.

They were sleeping with each other under my nose, but I trusted them so much and I let this happen. "Yes." He confirmed, his eyes never leaving mine. "While coming home to me every night and pretending to be my devoted husband." "I never pretended—" "You marked me!" I touched the scar on my neck, the physical reminder of our bond. "You claimed me in front of the entire pack, promised to cherish and protect me, and then you spent the next six months sneaking around with my sister!" "The marking was part of the ceremony. It didn't mean—" "It didn't mean anything to you," I finished for him. "I get it now. The great Alpha Zeke Brooke, finally being honest."

THEO He would have me —he needed me. I’d known this, but the most rookie mistake anyone would make was none other than precious little Jamal coming to boldly claim he’d stake a claim over what was mine. Obviously, he’d gotten bored of playing the nice boy, golden son game. “Yo… and Marcus… you are together,” Hunter repeated, all sweaty and open up. His abs drawn taut, veins thick and twitching. He was painfully hard, his cockhead swollen.