Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter 99

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Morning run

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My claws sank into the damp soil of the first floor. Ja son and Aaron ran ahead of me, letting out playful yips and growls. Their footfalls were muffled by the damp leaves, but I could still hear them even as they darted around the trees in a strange game of hide and go seek mixed with tag.

I wanted to play like they were, to have that bonding moment with my alpha and my packmate. But I couldn’t.

Running was helping to take my mind off of the worry and shock that was hitting me in waves through the bond that I shared with Tillie. It was a strange feeling and one that I wasn’t used to.

I was trying not to worry about her, but the stress that I could feel coming from her. It made me want to go to her, to take her in my arms and protect her from whatever was making her feel like this. I was anxious that it was Travis, Ja son, and I that were making her feel like this.

Things had been nonstop since we had met her and I knew that she was only human. Even if she wasn’t being mated to three shifters was a lot for one person. She need

ed time to take that all in and there was so much that we needed to talk about but we didn’t have the time just yet.

hoped that when we did, it wasn’t too

truth about Charity. I just hoped that she took it better than she

his wolf was a deep dark gray. His eyes were darkened with worry. He had felt it too. He must have

said anything about her leaving, but I knew that

I knew Travis was almost hoping that she would run. Out of the three of us, I knew my brat liked the chase. He

I hadn’t tried to think about it too much.

stop thinking about

how close to his wolf he was. More so than Jason or I were. I could feel it now, the struggle that he was having understanding why our mate was so upset

it was just one of those things that we accepted and understood. This was something that she probably wasn’t used to. That was okay. With

to catch up with Aaron. The beast was excited about the idea of hunting our mate.

Tillie would test my control, it would test my limits. She was mine, mine to care for. Mine to

be like when I caught her, how I would show her what she meant to me. How | would punish her. I wanted to show her what would happen if she ran

and pleasure. To see her body writhe on the forest floor as she cried

or say. I wanted to take her to that sweet spot where she would babble for me. Where she would cry out, her pretty, pink pussy clutching at my cock, my fingers, my tongue. Anything. It didn’t matter as

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