Hunt: A Deadly Game

Hunt: ADG Chapter One

HUNT: ADG 2

Elizabeth Point Of View

Sebastian Walt. The only son of Alpha Sean and Luna Feather. The soon-to-be Alpha of our pack. He's coming back, after five years.

The sound of my heart pounding in my ear gets faster by the second and Daisy, in her joy, doesn't even realize I'm not massaging her feet anymore.

No, no, no!

I don't wanna make a reunion feast!

"My hot, dashing, charming Sebastian!" Daisy claps her hands together. "And finally, he's coming back—without any mate! Which mean one thing! Him and me, forever!"

"Yeah, really amazing," I agree not intentionally. I better find my mate before she becomes Luna.

"He's the most handsome man I've ever seen you know," Daisy says dreamily.

Sometimes, some very rare times, I feel kinda bad for Daisy. The pathetic soul has no friends.

"I've only seen him like, three times." I pointed out, feeling obligated.

"Of course, the likes of you can't even look at him often." She smirks at me.

No wonder she doesn't have friends.

"Now go, shoo!" She says. "I have to get ready before he comes, it takes a lot of time, not that you'll know," she added.

Thanking the goddess. I hurry out of her room and towards the Omega quarters again. It must be an uproar there.

When I enter through the main door, the sound of chaos hits me hard. People are running around with decorations, folding invitation envelopes, and making lists.

Even in the crowd, I can easy make out a short, plum woman with dark red hair shouting.

"Stay calm! Stay f*****g calm!" she says loudly.

"Captain Martin," I push through the rushing crowd. "Don't tell me..."

"Yup," She nods with a grin smile. "It's a code red," she exclaimed.

I attempt to pass out and fall but someone grabs my elbow and pull me straight.

"No time for fainting," Alexandra, Martin's daughter, with the same red hair and green eyes, says to me. "We have shopping to do!"

"Tell me that's not true," I say a bit too dramatically.

"It's not true," Alexandra said, taking me with her. "Now, come on..."

Damn, save my ass.

"No more, I—can't," I lean against the wall. "Not another step!" I blusted.

"Elizabeth, we have yet to bully all the diary products!" Alexandra stated, waving the list.

"You're a Lycan, I'm a werewolf!" I demand, giving her a look. "I can't walk around with eight huge bags in my arms in this blazing heat!" I exclaimed.

She takes in consideration my sweaty and red face, then sights. "Fine, let's put these things in take a break. Alright?" she said.

My face lights up. "Is there any other answer but yes?" I asked.

We make our way through the busy streets of Minneapolis ad towards the car that the pack finally offered us to transfer this stuff in.

"Back so soon?" Cleo, our willing driver, raised an eyebrow.

"No such luck," I say as Alexandra opens the back door and puts in her bags, I do the same. "We're going to do another shift after a quick break, you can take these back to the pack house, yeah?"

"Sure," he shrugs and the engine roars to life.

I and Alexandra quickly decided to jog to the forest near the pack house and take a run—for Alexandra, and a stroll—forme, before we come back.

The earthy scent of the forest greets me, I smile. Walking deeper in the forest, I focus on the sound of my feet padding on the ground, the breeze ruffling the leaves, the scent of a flowers and... a human?

I squit my eyes and let my nose guide me to the source of the scent. About ten foot away, I see the humped figure of an old woman.

"Uhmm, hello?" I call unsurely. "Are you lost?"

The woman turns around to face me and I falter in my steps. Blazing yellow eyes stares back at me. Witch.

"Not at all, deary..." She said. "I know this forest like the back of my hand."

"Oh, I'm sorry," I apologize, witches rattles me. "I'll go, then."

"So soon?" Her bushy grey brows rise. "Mostly lycanthropes are curious to know their future or find when they will meet their mate," she said.

"You can tell me that?" I asked, a note of excitement are linking to my voice.

"What do you think?" She grins, gold theeth flashing between yellow ones.

"Tell me, when I'll find my mate, please!" I responded instantly.

"Show me the palm of your right hand," she command. She holds out a wrinkle, frail hand.

I hesitate for a moment, she is a witch after all, she might be tricking me but I still hold out my hand to her. Her bony finger trails the map of the line on my hand.

"Very interesting, such a..." She mutters toying with my hand. "You'll going to meet him soon," she exclaimed.

"Soon when?" I furrow my eyebrows, curious to know the exact time.

"You will meet your mate after you fall in love," she replied. I stared at her blanky.

"Nice talking to you, deary..." Then she turns around and start walking fast.

"Hey, wait—" before my very eyes, she shifts into a Raven and takes off.

After I fall in love? That doesn't make sense. Confusion clouds my mind, a strange restlessness settles in my stomach. I shake my head and start walking back.

Witches are all eccentric. After I fall in love, really? My mate is going to be the only man I ever fall in love with...

Taking fast steps, I go back to where I was supposed to meet Alexandra. The parking lot of the supermarket. I look around at the empty parking lot and then see a familiar red hair. My eyebrows furrow at the scene.

A man is standing close to her, caging her between himself and the wall. Taking a few steps forward, I catch a glimpse of Alexandra's horrified face, my stomach twists into a tight knot.

Half marching, half running I go towards them and catch a throaty voice saying, "Why so afraid of me, baby?" The dog is saying. "All I'm asking is—"

I grab his arm and turn him around. Unthinking, uncaring, on pure instinct, my hand raises and... Slap!

I pull Alexandra away from him, she clings into my arm, silent tears are running down to her face.

"You bloody b***h!" The man hisses, his eyes on Alexandra rather than me.

"What are you starting at, you asshole!" I gave him a death glare that makes him more angrier than ever.

"You!" He turns his face to me. "You just wait until—"

"What is going on here?"

I freeze as the deep, powerful voice reaches my ears. Unfamiliar, yet oddly known. Out of their own volition, my eyes fly to the source of the sound. My breath hitches.

A tall, well built figures walk up to us. A perfectly angular face, a jaw sharp enough to break rocks on it, straight nose and subtle tan on smooth skin. Dark, stormy blue eyes meet mine and for one single moment I feel like...

"What is this, soldier?" He asked the other man.

"This female was attacking me, Sir." He glares at me while pointing.

Dark blue eyes turn to me, a hint of irritation evident in them. Alright, maybe I look like I can kill someone right now but there's no way this man would be a big enough jerk to—

"Apologize." I stared at him in amazement. Wow, he just broke all the records.

"No, I will not apologize," I snap, eyes ablaze with anger. "Your soldier was harassing my friend!" I pointed out.

The newcomer's eyes go to the ghastly pale girl trying to hide behind me. "Is that true?" He asked the asshole.

"You're asking him?" I blurted out, my voice portraying my anger. "Are you blind or what? Can't you see her face?"

A low growl rumbles in his throat, his jaw tightens. Apparently, no one's ever talk to him like what I did.

"Do not interrupt me when I'm talking," he throws a glance of supreme disapproveval in our direction, Alexandra whimpers a little.

"I don't have time for such ridiculous arguments anyway..."

My eyes widened. "Ridiculous arguments?!" I was thinking if I should slap him too. "Your employee just did something completely immoral and you'll walk away like a man withh no honor?"

Lighting flashes in his eyes and he take a step forward. I register the power radiating from him, my muscles start itching, my eyes wanted to blink and looked away but I don't back down.

"Do you know who I am?" He asked or rather demanded.

"Of course I do," I said, much to his surprise. "You're a textbook jerk!"

I turned my face away, grab Alexandra's arm and walked away, very aware of the piercing blue eyes starting at me until I'm out of sight.

"You okay?" I asked Alexandra when we are far enough.

She smiled. "I'm fine, just a bit shaken," she mumbles.

"Don't sweat it. Let's go back, someone else can get the other things," I put my arms around her, hoping to be of some comfort.

"You shouldn't have done what you did, Elizabeth. Maybe those are guests or something, you might get in trouble," she said as we start walking.

"Screw trouble," I said. "Men who can't respect women are like dogs and men who can't stand those men are bitches."

A smile tugs at her lips. "You are crazy..."

I grin and agree, "Crazy awesome."