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Chapter Six
Tom slammed down the radio, causing Billy to jump. The bandages on his fingers were comical as he tried to clean out the guns they had and collected from that pawn shop before it burned to the ground, but Tom was not feeling very peachy right now.
“No word yet?”
When Tom glared at him, Billy quickly went back to what he was doing.
No, there hadn’t been any word yet. The other hunters in Tom’s circle were all either scared away from the site, having heard the stories of other hunters not returning, or returning after losing so much ammo and coming back with so few pelts, if any at all, that there were not many people out there willing to take the risk of hunting these creatures.
At least not in this area.
Cowards. It was the most dangerous ones who needed to be taken out as quickly as possible! Did they not see that? Tom had sent a message to those wolves when he burned down the establishment of that supporter. He and Billy couldn’t yet take a trip to the house, not with the police watching it to see if the boy would come back. He’d been listening on the local radio. No bodies found within what remained of the shop. Apparently there was a window that the guy had slipped out of.
It was a shame, really, but at the same time not at all. Burning that little prick to death would have been a good punishment, but at least now he could hunt the man down and watch him burn instead.
Tom hoped the little bastard got cocky enough to try coming back
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so he could skin him like he would any werewolf. He’d skin the little prick alive, dry the hide, and then make sure the wolves got the skin as a little present.
He’d work out the details of the delivery later.
Persistence always paid off. After another hour of calling his contacts, he was given the number of a group of younger hunters, still fresh on the idea they were invincible and searching more for a thrill than for the eradication of one of the world’s most dangerous species.
They weren’t too far away from the area, maybe a day’s drive. That was better than Tom could’ve hoped for. He could plan through the night and expect to have his new team in by tomorrow afternoon.
From what Tom has seen so far, there were plenty of werewolves in this area, more than enough to keep a bunch of thrill seekers happy while Tom searched for the pack where that kid came from.
* * * *
Derek was now able to walk more freely around the land now compared to before. It wasn’t as though anyone had been preventing him, but more like he just didn’t feel comfortable going for a stroll around a crowded area filled with strangers who were avoiding him.
Then suddenly, people were smiling at him, inviting him out to their barbecues, shaking his hand, and making him feel like he’d been friends with these people forever.
Somehow he got the feeling that was partly to do with his and
Mason’s getting together.
He doubted Mason had gone around telling everyone they’d had sex and were now a couple. It was more likely that the thin walls of the cottage paired with the stupid smile Mason had sported ever since leaving the small cottage was more the culprit.
He tried to hide his embarrassment to the best of his ability whenever another member of the pack put their arm around his shoulder in a welcome-to-the-family sort of way or smiled at him in a
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knowing fashion.
Currently, Derek was with a few of the werewolves that had made
him feel the most comfortable.
Adam, Corey, and Tristan.
If Derek remembered this right, Corey was the partner of Mason’s brother, and so the other man had spent as much time as he could making Derek feel welcome, even before the entire pack found out that he and Mason were having sex.
The only
Chapter Six
Tom slammed down the radio, causing Billy to jump. The bandages on his fingers were comical as he tried to clean out the guns they had and collected from that pawn shop before it burned to the ground, but Tom was not feeling very peachy right now.
“No word yet?”
When Tom glared at him, Billy quickly went back to what he was doing.
No, there hadn’t been any word yet. The other hunters in Tom’s circle were all either scared away from the site, having heard the stories of other hunters not returning, or returning after losing so much ammo and coming back with so few pelts, if any at all, that there were not many people out there willing to take the risk of hunting these creatures.
At least not in this area.
Cowards. It was the most dangerous ones who needed to be taken out as quickly as possible! Did they not see that? Tom had sent a message to those wolves when he burned down the establishment of that supporter. He and Billy couldn’t yet take a trip to the house, not with the police watching it to see if the boy would come back. He’d been listening on the local radio. No bodies found within what remained of the shop. Apparently there was a window that the guy had slipped out of.
It was a shame, really, but at the same time not at all. Burning that little prick to death would have been a good punishment, but at least now he could hunt the man down and watch him burn instead.
Tom hoped the little bastard got cocky enough to try coming back
Mason Returns to His Mate 59
so he could skin him like he would any werewolf. He’d skin the little prick alive, dry the hide, and then make sure the wolves got the skin as a little present.
He’d work out the details of the delivery later.
Persistence always paid off. After another hour of calling his contacts, he was given the number of a group of younger hunters, still fresh on the idea they were invincible and searching more for a thrill than for the eradication of one of the world’s most dangerous species.
They weren’t too far away from the area, maybe a day’s drive. That was better than Tom could’ve hoped for. He could plan through the night and expect to have his new team in by tomorrow afternoon.
From what Tom has seen so far, there were plenty of werewolves in this area, more than enough to keep a bunch of thrill seekers happy while Tom searched for the pack where that kid came from.
* * * *
Derek was now able to walk more freely around the land now compared to before. It wasn’t as though anyone had been preventing him, but more like he just didn’t feel comfortable going for a stroll around a crowded area filled with strangers who were avoiding him.
Then suddenly, people were smiling at him, inviting him out to their barbecues, shaking his hand, and making him feel like he’d been friends with these people forever.
Somehow he got the feeling that was partly to do with his and
Mason’s getting together.
He doubted Mason had gone around telling everyone they’d had sex and were now a couple. It was more likely that the thin walls of the cottage paired with the stupid smile Mason had sported ever since leaving the small cottage was more the culprit.
He tried to hide his embarrassment to the best of his ability whenever another member of the pack put their arm around his shoulder in a welcome-to-the-family sort of way or smiled at him in a
60 Marcy Jacks
knowing fashion.
Currently, Derek was with a few of the werewolves that had made
him feel the most comfortable.
Adam, Corey, and Tristan.
If Derek remembered this right, Corey was the partner of Mason’s brother, and so the other man had spent as much time as he could making Derek feel welcome, even before the entire pack found out that he and Mason were having sex.
The only
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