Alpha's Hunt by Aimee Easterling

Author:Aimee Easterling
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fantasy, urban fantasy series, paranormal, paranormal fantasy, paranormal romance, paranormal series, paranormal suspense, wolf shifter paranormal, wolf shifter paranormal romance, wolf shifter, wolf shifter series, werewolf, werewolf action, werewolf trilogy, werewolf women's fiction, werewolves, woelfin, selkie
Publisher: Wetknee Books
Published: 2020-03-12T16:00:00+00:00

“THAT’S JUST L—” WAIT. No. That wasn’t Luke. Instead, this beast’s fur was as pale as his hair was in human form. His snarl was all skinless wolf.

I stepped in front of my family, ignoring my nakedness. This wasn’t Luke, but it was manageable. “Victor, cool it.”

Luke’s cousin shifted upward, fury evident in every motion. “I smell a gun.”

“And you’ll feel a bullet between your eyeballs if you’re not careful.” Justice was beside me before I could stop him. The same pistol he’d drawn in Central Park was leveled upon Aunt May’s growly grandson.

Back in the Big Apple, a gun was illegal. Here, a gun was an affront to the alpha. The air turned electric as Victor’s wolf prepared to break back out of his human skin.

“Victor.” I emulated Ruth and turned my voice whip-like. Wolf-like. My pelt wriggled in my arms.

And that was what Victor looked at. “They gave it to you already?” His face pinched in confusion. “We haven’t had time to tan it. You accepted?”

I had no idea what he was talking about. “I can tan it myself.”

And, just like that, Justice’s gun was forgotten. Victor grinned, all wolf-sharp teeth and leering satisfaction. “My brother’s skin will make a perfect token to initiate the Hunt.”

At my feet, Bastion growled, responding to Victor’s manner even though he didn’t understand what was happening. I understood though. I’d been played. Had admitted ownership of a second item.

Sword plus pelt equaled two tokens to be stolen. A third of the way to forcing an Alpha’s Hunt. Before Luke’s ankle was ready to let him run on it. With Carl in attendance.

The math this time didn’t play so nice.

But the damage was done. And this would, at least, give me a reason to wear my pelt openly...

...As long as Victor wasn’t present when whoever had been intending to dupe me presented the dead werewolf’s skin this morning.

So it was time to ditch Victor. Get back to camp. Make a big show of being pleased at the gift of Easton’s pelt.

“Did you guys come in a car?” I asked my family.

Justice raised his eyebrows at the abrupt change of subject, but twin-sense was working between me and my sister. “Of course,” Grace answered. “How do you think we got here?”

“We need it off the road.” I told her, thankful that she’d understood what I needed. “Victor will show you where to park. Justice, you can leave your gun locked inside. No firepower in Luke’s territory.”

Victor took a step forward until he loomed over me. “I think you and I have other business to attend to.”

“Oh? You plan to rip your brother’s pelt out of my hands? Too afraid to go for my sword in an honest challenge?”

Afraid acted on Victor just the way I’d thought it would. “I’m not afraid of you, sword maiden.”

“Then act like it.”

For one long moment, Victor held my gaze and I held my breath. Then naked shoulders rose and fell in a loose-muscled shrug.

“Today, tonight. Makes no difference. Perhaps I’ll take your sword and Easton’s skin too when you falter.

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