Trapper Jake 소설 & 이야기

he asked back. “Yes, he's alone. Jake is tracking me and we don’t have time to talk. Trap the Delta or your cover could be blown.” I shut my mind link and released the lead hunter for distraction. He ran out towards Jake Justin. “Camilla now!” I told her. The lead hunter began yelling. “Jake, run, the silver wolf is…!” a silver nail pierced on his back, paralyzing him. Jake’s wolf whimpered taking steps back. I moved, behind the shadows and my boundary moved with me, pushing Jake Justin away from reaching the lead hunter.

It was just a night but to him he felt like they have shared thousands of night together already. As he gets dressed, he called for Fred. "Greetings Alpha Jake." Fred greeted. "Greetings Fred." Alpha Jake answered. "You seems so excited today, I guess you were sad last night, Leilah didn't showed up to your date." Fred said. "Actually, we did spent time with Leilah and it was something I never imagined to happen, anyways, I called you because I want us to work on something." Jake replied. "What is that?" Fred asked. "There is this women's trafficking camp that I want us to attack, I want us to save all the women's out of there." Alpha Jake answered.

"And my mom remarried. Now we just... pretend everything is this perfect, happy picture. But it's not. I just feel trapped all the time." ​Jake didn't offer some cliché pity. He just nodded, his eyes completely locked onto mine in the dim light of the fire. ​"That sucks," Jake said quietly. "But you shouldn't feel trapped, Harper." ​He shifted in his chair, leaning a little closer. The casual, joking vibe entirely shifted. It got heavier, quieter. My heart gave a small, normal flutter. He was a good guy. He was handsome, sweet, and completely safe. ​Jake reached out, his fingers gently brushing a stray piece of hair behind my ear.

Is he the owner of a gas station? [Please, can I have it for free? I'm literally freezing to death.] Jake: [No.] [Cruel! You're gonna get what's coming to you!] [Shut up! I'll buy it! I'LL BUY IT! DM me, please!] ... In less than ten minutes, Jake traded 10 units of fuel for exactly what he needed. Food—water, bread, and more. But the real prize: one of the trades got him a Hatchet-Gun—a combination axe and shotgun. There were only three shells left, but still.

“I’ll go and get it and bring it back here. What do you need, Maddog.” Maddog scratches his beard as he replies. “Just my laptop and the GPS tracker. It will be in my backpack in my locker.” Jake starts heading for the door, shouting over his shoulder as he goes. “Okay, I’ll be back soon and Maddog?” Maddox lifts his head. “What, Boss?” He asks as Jake shouts behind him. “Good job, brother!” I chuckle as I pull a chair up next to his bed. “I can't believe that you made Emily wear a tracker.”

I hoped he didn’t see how turned on she was by him after over a year apart. “Why?” Jake asked as he wrapped a robe around himself much to my relief. Talking to a naked man was something she found difficult to accomplish given that there were a lot of memories between them. “Lukan and I have agreed to name you the victor of this task,” I explained. “We didn’t expect you to go past the fifth but you took down nine wolves. As much as I hate to admit it, it was rather impressive.” “I can’t possibly tell if you’re being sarcastic or not right now,” Jake answered me, laughing softly. “Does this mean you will come home with us right now?”

I crouch to his level and whisper, “Go to your room and play a video game, okay? Mommy needs to talk to Jake.” Dean nods, his eyes darting between Jake and me before running off to his room. I stand and gesture toward the couch. “Have a seat,” my voice shaky. Jake doesn’t respond. He sit down, his body tense. I sit opposite him, and the silence stretches on for a while. Finally, I break it. “What are you doing here, Jake? How did you find us?” The questions spill out, my curiosity and anxiety clawing at me. Jake frowns, as if my questions were ridiculous. “Karen escaped from prison,” he answers flatly and sighs before continuing. “I wanted to make sure you’re safe.”

Jake managed to avoid some of his attack but when it got faster, the man tried to take him by his feet, the chain is now embracing his right foot which made Jake lay in the ground. "That's foul!" Hunter exclaimed. "Hey grandpa! Get up and finish it now! I am already starving here," he added while caressing his tummy. Hunter will always be Hunter. I shook my head and looked down at Jake who's now glaring at Hunter. I am sure he was getting irritated by now.

~Zach’s Point of View~ “There’s just got to be some options. Is there any chance of using the leverage of Jake’s new mate to get the White Falls pack to help us,” I said to Ryan. “Little ironic that they named their pack after some falls and a hot spring that was actually on Blood Claw’s lands,” Jake snorted. Jake and a couple of my warriors had come to my pack from Blood Claw but they were young when it fell, and didn’t have much to do with everything that went down. Jake had only just gotten his wolf a few months ago but he was damn impressive and I’d promoted him straight away.

“Right, and then we’ll just unleash the real fun. Or you’ll just kill them all and spoil my fun, huh?” Jake’s grin widened, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Maybe. It depends on how cooperative they are.” I let out a laugh, but it was short-lived. Something in Jake’s tone felt off—like he wasn’t entirely here. He was distracted, his thoughts far away. But before I could say anything, snarls grew louder as the underbrush around us rustled violently. My heart thundered in my chest, but I kept my blade steady. Jake, standing just ahead of me, tensed like a predator ready to pounce. The first rogue leapt forward—and was immediately ensnared by one of our traps. The wire snapped taut around its leg