Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter 27

 Chapter Twenty-Seven: Open hunt and a mother’s intuition

“A hunt? Your pack still holds hunts when a mate is found?” I asked, swallowing hard. It was an outdated practice and I didn’t know too many packs who kept up with the old ways of the hunt. Sure, we all enjoyed hunting our mate. We were shifters. after all, it was ingrained into our very DNA to crave the hunt. But the old traditions had left mates with so little choice in the matter. The prey usually didn’t get to give consent, they were just hunted down and taken like an animal.

“It’s a good way to bring a mate in.” Branson said, “It solidifies the new mate’s place in the pack for everyone. Isn’t that what you are doing?”

“No, we got rid of mating hunts a while ago. This hunt is a little more private,” I said, trying to fight down my revulsion without offending my friend and elder.

I didn’t want anyone to see my mate like that, being rutted with for just anyone to see after a long hunt. It would drive Tillie away more so than anything I or the others could ever do. She might be okay with Ryan and Travis watching when we were together and I knew it was hot as hell when I watched her with them but I couldn’t let anyone else see my mate like that. At least, not if they wanted to keep their eyes and their lives.

It hit me hard that I was willing to kill for Tillie. I was willing to hurt another to protect her, to make them pay for thinking that they could look upon the beauty of what was mine.

Branson and I said our goodbyes and I sat my phone into the cup holder in the center console. I dragged my hand over my face before looking at my beta. An unspoken question hanging in the air. He knew what it was and so did I. I didn’t need to ask him how he felt about Tillie being hunted. I could see it on his face.

“No one will hunt her but us.” His words were low and dangerous but they echoed how I was feeling. No one would be touching Tillie. She was mine. She was ours.

Our prey to hunt.

front of each other. We only

Ryan. His eyes burned dark with his wolf, his lips pulled back from his teeth and

and starting the engine. Reaching down, I shifted the car into revers and pulled out of the garage and into the driveway. My tires crunched on the thick gravel as I shifted gears again, sending that same gravel spraying into the air as I turned the wheel, pressing my foot

to get to Tillie before Branson’s pack started their hunt. If we didn’t,

Scott

over, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I looked at my wife. She looked just as beautiful as

sleep, her blue eyes were bright in the pale moonlight that filled our room. The thin white nightie she had worn to bed was sheer and hugged every curve of her body and made me want to rip it off of her. I knew that I

I asked, sitting up and taking her into

said, looking up at me. Her eyes wide and misty, she reached up, her small hand brushing it over the side of my face and I pressed myself into her touch. “I know you said that she would be safe at

it’s my family’s land and no one would mess with her.”

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her hand in my own, bringing it up to my lips so that I could kiss the tips of her

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