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178 Lucas: Hunt Him Down

LUCAS

Hundreds of wolves flood the forest in search of the elusive

vampire, filling my blood with the lust of the hunt and pride in my pack.

Ava's at the lodge and safe. I'm on my way. Kellan's mental voice is a welcome interruption.

Ryder scented him near the border of the human dairy farm. Take a team and move south, in case he's fucking with his trail.

Got it, Alpha.

Now that I don't have to worry about her safety, I can focus on this bastard who has the balls to come to our lands during this sacred time.

My wolf snarls, a vicious rumble deep in our shared chest as we race through the shadowed forest.

Moonlight weaves between the trees, illuminating the underbrush in random patterns, brushing against my dark fur as I weave

between ancient trunks.

All around me, howls rise into the night sky. It's an eerie symphony of bloodlust, feral and free, as we rush through the land in pursuit, ready to tear any vampire we catch from limb from limb. The pack's rage pulses through me, mingling with my own, until I can't distinguish where mine ends and theirs Begins.

Good. Let them feel the depth of my wrath, the seething

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that demands vengeance and blood in price for the eighteen wolves I've

past the past the warm musk of my wolves racing alongside me. There.

metallic tang of old

Vampire.

direction of that unholy scent. My paws devour the distance, powerful muscles

your team northwest.

way.

my mental voice sounds more beast than man, roughened by the intensity of my focus. I sense Kellan's acknowledgment, feel him gathering the wolves under his command to pursue the trail. Ryder, swing your group around to

dared to invade my territory, dared to threaten and kill my people.

I'll tear his fucking head from his shoulders and mount it on a pike for all to see. A warning to any bloodsucker who even looks at

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luck that Hen

do 1, Ryder cuts in, his mental presence sharp with confusion. But it's... to the south.

my gut. South should lead them away

Kellan again, terse and grim. Miles

vampire stench in different locations. Scattered throughout our territory like a web

low growl building in my chest. This isn't right. It's too spread out, too perfectly placed at

Fuck.

rips from my throat. I should have seen it immediately. Multiple trails,

lure us out, divide our forces while he laughs in the

leaden weight in my

Being played for fools by a cunning monster

location amid the chaos of false

ruthless efficiency. I understand. my wolves' frustration, feel