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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

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JACY'S WEDDING PLANNING TORTURE

Why, in the fucking hell, was I standing here in this dress shop right now? Why, in the goddamn fucking hell, did I let EZ bring me here? Oh, wait, I know why. Because I'm getting married.

Getting married means that I need to have a fucking wedding dress. Dammit Kyle! I made him promise that I never had to be womanhandled ever again. Now, here I was with two different seamstresses working away at the hem of the dress.

"We will have to take a look at it again right before the wedding. You say she's two and a half months pregnant now, but there could be a lot of change by the time that the wedding actually gets here. I have accounted for the growing baby belly but we won't know the full extent of it until then."

"Are you saying I will be fat?" I glared at the woman who was sewing the front seam of the skirt.

"No dear, it won't be fat; it will be a baby. And it will be beautiful."