webnovel

The Hunter Becomes The Hunted

Twenty-nine year old Jacy is a bounty hunter that chooses to go after the tough bounties. The bigger the man the better. Why? Because she wants to knock them down to size. Who wouldn't feel small after having a woman take them down? But it's not all easy for this female alpha wolf. She has her tough days on the job and will need to de-stress from time to time. So, what happens when Jacy meets Kyle, a super sexy feline who is just as much the take charge kind as she is? The two meet at a bar and have a hot night of passion. The problem is that Jacy can't remember his name, or even what he looks like. But Kyle can't forget about her. And he left a little something behind when he left that night. Will Kyle find the woman he thinks is his destiny? Or will Jacy run away from him like she did her pack? Time will tell in this story that is full of laughs, fights, and lots of alpha headbutting. *********** SEX LANGUAGE IMPLIED TORTURE ADULT SITUATIONS EXTREME VILOLENCE *********** FOLLOW ME AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK https://discord.gg/8wrYgHqemB https://twitter.com/DCinMI https://www.facebook.com/deni.chance.71

Deni_Chance · Kỳ huyễn
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
178 Chs

DEALING WITH THE STOOGES

 I didn't understand what it was that Bastian was talking about at first. He just looked like he was having a very unpleasant time at the moment. And it just so happened that not two seconds after he said those words I could hear the slamming of a door outside. I knew that it was Kyle coming in so that we could arrest our target. What the hell was about to happen in this room?

I knew that in a matter of seconds that door would be bursting open but I couldn't take my eyes off of Bastian. He seemed to ripple just a little bit. I knew he was a shifter, but was he about to shift here? Right now?

I saw the hair in Bastian's mohawk like style become feathers. I watched as his nose and mouth seemed to elongate and fuse, forming a sort of downward facing and hooked beak. Snowy white feathers sprouted all over his body and his feet, which I saw now had been in a pair of slip-on sandals, had sprouted long talons.