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“And I didn’t sign a soulmate contract. If I had, I’d remember the fine print about wolf chases.” His lips almost curved. Predator amused by prey arguing with gravity. “You survived the storm,” he said. “Barely. Do I get, I don’t know, a gold star?” “You are stronger than you know.” “Look at you, inspirational calendar.” He didn’t bite. Silence pressed. I didn’t know if I wanted to run or stay. Both sounded like mistakes I’d journal if I’d had paper. The room shifted. Runes pulsed—bright, then soft. The air sharpened, thin ice at the back of my neck. A hum spidered over my skin, different from Alexander’s storm-heat. Voices outside knotted tighter.

The legs trembled beneath me as I ran, my heart thundering against my ribcage. They moved but not like men. They didn't even move like wolves. They were predators and right now, I was their prey. I glanced behind me. Huge, dark forms shot through the trees, moving with terrifying speed. Their eyes glowed in the night, locked onto me with an intensity that made my chest tighten. “Oh, you fragile little thing!” Ryan purred. Did you really think you could run from us?!” I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood. I ran harder. My lungs burned. My vision blurred with tears.

When I kicked open the metal door, I found her bound and unconscious, lying on top of a pile of explosives. I tried to take her away, only to realize there were people lying in wait to ambush me. The instant the metal rack collapsed, I lunged forward and braced my back against the falling beam, shielding Alicia. A steel rod pierced straight through my right kneecap. "Run!" I signaled to the rest of the squad stationed outside. To this day, I could still remember clearly how I dragged my broken leg across 100 feet of iron scrap. I could recall how I used a tactical knife to gouge out the shards of glass that had been embedded in my cheek.

"After the papers are signed next week, you'll receive the first anniversary gift from the Donna." Outside the window, the rain gradually stopped. The hunter had already closed the net, leaving the prey still sleeping peacefully in the gentle trap, unaware.

“It’s recalibrating. Fragmented further. Not destroyed — but… it’s learning slower.” Mara allowed herself a brief nod. “For now, that’s enough. We buy time. And in this war, time is the weapon.” The silver threads pulsed faintly, steadying across the river. The eastern basin was alive again, resilient, and connected. The predator had been tested, destabilized, and forced to adapt to the unexpected. Mara looked north toward the main lattice and the central spire. The predator system would regroup, reassemble, and evolve. But she had proven one thing: cooperation, mobility, and unpredictability could hold it at bay.

“Stop it.” I wiped sweat from my forehead, breathing hard. “I’m not thinking like prey. I’m thinking like someone who doesn’t want to get hit.” “Same thing.” She moved faster than I could track and swept my legs out from under me. I hit the ground hard, the air rushing from my lungs. “Prey runs. Prey dodges. Prey hopes the predator gets bored and leaves.” I glared up at her. “And what should I think like instead?”

Stronger too. A predator born to rule these woods. The Alpha. The instant the deer spotted me, terror ignited in its wide eyes. A frightened cry ripped from its throat as it bolted through the trees, slender legs launching into a desperate sprint. Its hooves pounded violently against the forest floor, scattering leaves and dirt into the air as it fled deeper into the woods. But Prey was always foolish enough to believe escape was possible. I surged after it. My pace doubled in an instant, powerful limbs driving me forward with terrifying speed.

“We are afraid that an attack on Grey Moon is imminent.” I saw Rune clutch her hand in horror over her mouth as fat tears began streaming down her face. Darren tried to offer comfort, allowing her to sob against his shoulder. Rune had lost everything due to Alpha Markus and his greed to expand his territory and absorb other packs. Rampaging through their lands, killing her parents and the rest of her pack, while she barely got away with her young pup. She was scared, I could tell even if she didn’t want to say it aloud. “We don’t know when exactly, but they have discussed the plans to move forward.” I chimed in from my position at the window sill. It had become my favorite place in Jake’s of

This chase wasn't like the cat and rat chase they ran earlier but this chase is of predator to prey and for her is the prey, to be scared of being chased, yet she was nervously excited for what to come. ~**~ Hello Royhans 💕 How was the chapter? Any predictions ^_^ Vote, comment, share and follow :). Royhans 💕.

Lucas spoke up, the hard look in his eye sending his cousin off silently. It took everything Chloe had to suck air into her lungs and not sink to the ground when Lucas took just a few dominating strides towards her. Being werewolf blessed Chloe with supernatural senses and yet the shadows of night and light of the moon only sharpened Lucas’ features even more. There was something wild and yet put together in everything about Lucas. A true apex predator who had fixed his sights on his latest prey.