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All the while he's spinning, looking around. Another thing about being prey is the ability to learn. I was taught that prey will always act tough, pretend they aren't scared or worried that something might happen to them at any moment. That's Rick right now. “Well, I do, I have patience. It took me 15 years and all I had to do was let you come to me” He stiffened “Bella” “Well it's Ashanti now, but whatever fits your curriculum right now” “Where are you?” “Behind you”

Right now, Ari needed to be held, needed to know that he hadn’t been abandoned, that his predator had come back for him. So I held him. Pressed my face into his hair, inhaled him like he was the only thing keeping me alive. Let my hands memorize the fragile curve of his back, the way his body fit into mine as though it had always been meant to. “You’re safe,” I murmured against his skin. “With me, you’re safe.” And under my breath, quieter, darker, so only the bond would carry it: And they’re already dead. Because Ari might not have named them. He might not have told me who. But prey doesn’t need to point out predators. Predators reveal themselves when they bleed. And I was about to make the

- KILLIAN - Fear. Even from a mile away, I can sense the fear of my prey. It’s very satisfying for a predator to witness the defeat of a victim before it’s claimed as a conquest. And right now, I am that predator, enjoying the trivial acts of my prey. I thrive on it. Dine on it even. And just at the right time, when I have her cornered, I’ll strike and leave nothing untouched. Hunting has never felt so divine.

I couldn't help but steal a few glances because it was almost impossible to ignore such different presences. Hunter, the eldest of them, led the groups. His cold yet fascinating demeanour oozes the aura of a powerful Alpha. His beautiful blue eyes and sharp jawline made him irresistibly attractive. Next one is Ryder who looked every bit an athlete. He was the only one who was responding to the girls’ screams, waving to them with a flirty smile. His muscular build made him look like a sportsman. But Hunter was the one who noticed me first. His dark hair and striking features were just as handsome as his brother, but it was his eyes that caught my attention. They were really beautiful, our eye

I asked him. "I will never bow to a witch. I will take pleasure in eating your heart since you chose to ruin my meal!" He spat back at me with an evil smirk. Yes, I could have easily done a killing blow, but I find a slight enjoyment in making the evil beings suffer a little. Plus, I get paid more if I deliver them alive. Mucelini here broke the law. Ghouls have centers where they can obtain flesh to survive. When several ghoul attacks started in the area and the Paranormal Enforcement Agents (PEA) couldn't find the culprit they called me. Freya Blackwood, paranormal bounty hunter. I take on hunting ghouls, vampires, werewolves, and other creatures of the night. I am the best of the best and

He was sure even a whisper would alert the shadow he was looking at in the dark. What it was, he didn’t know. He was sure, though, that it was bent over to a lump, unmoving body of someone. The creature was groaning, but its prey was no longer in the defense. Adjusting to the darkness, it became a challenge not to make a noise when he took in the feature of the monster. It looked just like the ones from the movie he, and others before her, were so fond of binge-watching. “What is happening?” he whispered, tears racing down once again as he slowly moved back.

My head spun as pain shot through me. A push from behind sent me sprawling to the ground and toward the swimming pool, my face meeting the cold, unforgiving surface. Another hand clamped onto the back of my head, driving my face into the water, suffocating me. From somewhere far away, I heard someone announce happily, “Milli’s name is on the Blacklist! This pack slut is our prey now.”

I could only meet my team members once a week since the pack’s priority was training although we could still see each other via video conference whenever there was an emergency. Right now, I was checking the monthly report from the acting CEO of Amore and also the proposals waiting for my approval. Amore was the software company I built after I graduated from college. The twins, on the other hand, were sitting on the couch and were both busy checking the reports from our team regarding the location of Vampires. They found a CCTV footage regarding Theo Willers in a certain building in Makati, but when the wolves got there yesterday, he was already gone.

Corni growled, leaving her neck * After ten minutes, I looked at the faces of thirty-seven pack members one last time before saying goodbye to them forever. "Alpha, why are we assembled here?" Sebastian, the same warrior who said about getting a chance to fuck my Amee, asked "We’re going to play predator and prey," I answered, glaring at everyone. "The predator had to chase and kill its prey. And yes, I’m the predator here, and guess who is my prey?" I asked with a smirk before giving control to Corni. In the next second, I shifted into a big black wolf with blue eyes. ‘All of you,’ Corni mind linked

The boy was happy as long as his friends were safe. “Don’t blame yourself. I was there and I could do nothing. Although you are a Predator now, you are young and just broke through. It wouldn’t be easy to take on a Giant Black Mamba.” Samoa took a large gulp of his own mead. He wiped off the mead stains on his lips with his sleeve. Arthur was the youngest Predator in the village’s history. It was a record he would likely hold forever. But he had only broken through the Thrasher rank into the Predator rank a few weeks ago, so his power wasn’t stabilized yet, and he wasn’t strong enough to kill a beast like the Giant Black Mamba. In fact, his breakthrough was so recent that only Village Head F