Hidden Wolf (The Hunted Book 1) by Tamara White

Author:Tamara White [White, Tamara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-07T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

My classes drag on with me getting a shit ton more homework, but at least I did most of yesterday’s, so I won’t be too overwhelmed during the week. Now I can sit back and enjoy my sandwiches until it’s time to head back into class.

I was lucky to get here early enough that I scored myself a table over by the wall, keeping my back protected from attack. Not that I expect an attack in the middle of school, but it appeases my wolf to look after myself from all angles.

I’m onto my third sandwich when Ash sidles into the seat across from me, setting his tray of cafeteria food on the table and dropping his bag at his feet.

Before I can insist he move or risk upsetting his girlfriend, he peeks up at me, his eyes intense. “What’s it like?” When I hesitate, he rushes to explain, “Being a hunter. What’s it really like? Do you get scared? Or do you grow numb to it?”

I shove the last of my sandwich in my mouth to buy me some time. How the hell can I answer that honestly? If I say anything to deter him from being a hunter, Duncan will make sure to reiterate that I need punishment.

I swallow and meet his curious gaze. “It’s hard to really explain, but yes, I was scared. I don’t think I’ll ever not be scared. We’re hunting wild animals designed to kill us. But now that I know how to defend myself, how to aim a gun loaded with silver right between a wolf’s eyes, I’m a little less scared. It helps that for the time being, I have my dad with me backing me up so if I fuck up I’m not killed.” I take in a deep breath, voicing my true fears. “Every day I worry that I’m making a mistake. What if the human I’ve been told is a wolf is just that, a human, and the information was wrong? What if the wolf I killed is the rare wolf that hasn’t ever harmed a living creature? Those questions are always swirling in my mind. Which is why I ensure to do my full research on a subject before agreeing to a hunt.”

Ash just stares across the table at me, his blue eyes narrowed in concern. When the silence stretches for several minutes, I break the tension. “Sorry, I guess I’ve been holding that in for a while.”

“No, it’s okay, I’m just processing.”

I grab another sandwich out and dig in while he stares off into space, slowly eating the gross oil covered fries on his plate.

“So how are you dealing with it?” I ask, trying not to gag at the odors coming from his cafeteria food. The downside to having an excellent sense of smell is that I can tell how not fresh the school food is. It’s why I always bring my own lunch.

He shakes his head, and his expression conveys his frustration. “Dad isn’t exactly pleased with my hesitance to follow this lifestyle.

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