Page 48 of The Blood Moon Hunt

I step forward, deliberately letting a twig snap underfoot. She turns sharply, eyes wide as they lock onto mine. There it is—the pure, unfiltered fear I love to see. She scrambles back, pressing herself against the tree, her heart racing, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

“Please,” she whispers, her voice breaking. “Take me.”

I chuckle, low and dark, enjoying every second of her terror. I crouch in front of her, reaching out to cup her chin in my hand. She flinches, but she doesn’t move away. She knows it’s pointless. Besides, she wants this.

“Oh, but I will,” I murmur, my grip tightening just enough to make her eyes widen further. "There's no running from this, sweetheart."

Her lips tremble, and I can feel her resolve crumbling. I lean in, inhaling deeply as I catch the scent of her fear mixed with something else—resignation. The knowledge that it’s over.

“Your soul will be a fine addition,” I whisper,brushing a stray tear from her cheek with my thumb. “And you’ve run long enough.”

My fingers trail down her neck, sending shivers through her body. "You're going to be a delightful toy for me tonight. Let's see how much you can take, shall we?"

I grip her hips tightly, slamming my thick cock into her dripping cunt with ruthless abandon. Each powerful thrust sends her careening towards the edge, her moans echoing through the room.

"That's it, take it all," I growl, feeling her walls flutter around my shaft. "Cum for me. Show me how much you love being fucked senseless!"

With a final, brutal plunge, I hit her deepest spot, sending her plummeting into ecstasy. Her pussy clamps down on me like a vice as she screams my name, her orgasm crashing over her in waves.

I follow closely behind, my balls drawing up as I bury myself to the hilt one last time. With a guttural roar, I spill my hot seed deep inside her, marking her as mine.

With a swift, practiced motion, I press my palm against her chest, feeling the pull of her soul as it begins to unravel. She gasps, her body jerking as I siphon her essence, her life force flooding into me in a rush of power. It’s intoxicating, the way it fills me, strengthening me, feeding me.

Her eyes roll back, her body going limp as I take thelast of her. By the time I release her, she’s nothing more than an empty shell, her soul consumed.

I stand, wiping my hand on my pants as I turn away from her soulless form. She lays there with a satisfied grin on her face. She will return to her life, but without her soul. But, most humans don’t use them anyway. I know she won’t miss it. The hunt is over for her, but there’s another hunt waiting.

The manor.

I can feel them there. The girl. The others. Their presence is a pull I can’t ignore, and I’m done playing games. It’s time to claim what’s mine.

I move through the forest with purpose, the manor looming ahead. As I near it, though, a sudden pressure invades my mind, sharp and commanding.

The Order.

Their voice echoes in my head, clear and cold. I stop, gritting my teeth, my hands clenching into fists as their presence settles over me like a weight.

“Ronan,” the voice says, firm, yet laced with a promise of something darker. “We have been watching. You have proven yourself worthy in this Hunt. But there is one task left for you.”

I stay silent, but my heart races with anticipation. I know the Order too well—they do not make promises lightly.

“The girl,” they continue. “Her name is Selene. She is... special. More than we anticipated. You will bring her to us, and in return, you will be rewarded.”

A flicker of surprise cuts through me.Special? I knew she was different, but the way they speak of her... there’s more to this than I realized.

“Bring her to us, and Damien’s place will be yours. His loyalty is... questionable. Yours has been proven. The power will be yours to wield, but only if you succeed.”

The thought of taking Damien’s place sends a surge of excitement through me. I’ve waited for this. All the years of being in his shadow, always second to his position... it’s time for that to end.

“I’ll bring her,” I say aloud, my voice steady, my mind made up. “Consider it done.”

The presence of the Order fades from my mind, and I take a deep breath, my focus sharpening.

Selene is mine to take. And now, with the promise of the Order’s power, I have every reason to make sure I get to her first.

I approach the manor, my determination growing with every step. I can feel her inside, her presence like a beacon. She doesn’t know it yet, but her fate is sealed.

And I will be the one to claim her.

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