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Chapter 37 – Grace

Penulis: Quinn Montclair
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-04 15:24:46

Noah

"We don't eat until your father sits," my mother says, which is how every Sunday of my life has started, and I put the fork back down like a good soldier.

Tori, across the table, mouths KILL ME. I mouth back SEEN AND NOT HEARD. She flips me off below the tablecloth with real feeling.

Dad's on the phone in the hall, running somebody down in that tone that never rises and never needs to.

Mom hovers by the roast with the carving knife, not carving, because carving is his job.

My collar itches
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  • Knotting the Hunter   Chapter 37 – Grace

    Noah"We don't eat until your father sits," my mother says, which is how every Sunday of my life has started, and I put the fork back down like a good soldier.Tori, across the table, mouths KILL ME. I mouth back SEEN AND NOT HEARD. She flips me off below the tablecloth with real feeling.Dad's on the phone in the hall, running somebody down in that tone that never rises and never needs to.Mom hovers by the roast with the carving knife, not carving, because carving is his job.My collar itches.I picked the highest one I own tonight, buttoned to the throat, because somewhere under it there's a mark shaped like a mouth, and I'm eating pot roast six feet from a man who’d carve me up if he knew who put it there.That's not a figure of speech. That's the actual table I'm sitting at.Dad comes in, drops into the head chair, and the house exhales into its assigned positions."Kowalski," he says, to no one, meaning the phone call."Had a leech cornered outside Barrie and let it talk its way

  • Knotting the Hunter   Chapter 36 – Terms and Conditions

    NoahTurns out Dax hears earn the right to sleep in the bed as time for revenge.He flips us before I've finished the sentence, and now I'm the one on my back on my own mattress with two hundred pounds of smug werewolf sitting on my thighs, and he's looking down at me the way I probably looked at the kappa.Like something he's got a plan for."You made me beg," he says."You offered a presentation, I didn’t make you do anything.""You hummed.""You seemed to like that at the time.""Oh, I did. But I’m not letting you be better at this than I am."His head lowers and his mouth stops directly over my right nipple, close enough that his breath lands on the steel, and my whole body feels like it’s being engulfed in some heavenly kind of fire."Let's talk about this.""Let's not.""When did you get it?""Nineteen. Dax. Fuck."The asshole is blowing a concentrated stream of air directly on my nipple and it’s doing things to me."Why?""Lost a bet to Tori. If your mouth isn't going to-"His

  • Knotting the Hunter   Chapter 35 – Housewarming

    DaxNoah's front door barely survives us.He's got the key in the lock and my mouth on the back of his neck and the combination isn't working for either task.When the door finally gives we go through it in a tangle, wet boots and lake stink and his hands already under my shirt.HIS DEN, the wolf announces, at full volume, like a trumpet section. He brought us to his DEN. Do you understand what this means?I do. I really do.It’s overwhelming and humbling to be here.Noah Hunter guards his privacy like a state secret.Six weeks I've known where he lives and never seen past the parking lot, and now I'm inside his apartment with his tongue in my mouth, and the wolf is strutting around my ribcage like we've been crowned.Small apartment.Neat to the point of OCD.Smells like him everywhere, wall to wall, undiluted, and it goes to my head faster than the adrenaline did.He shoves me into the wall by the light switch.I let him.Letting him is the new favorite lie I tell myself.The truth

  • Knotting the Hunter   Chapter 34 – Regulation Cucumbers

    Noah"For the last time, we're not naming it.""Gerald.""No.""Look at the little guy's setup. The bottle caps. The boot display. He's a Gerald.""He drowned a dog, Dax.""Geralds contain multitudes."It's eleven at night and I'm crouched on a dark beach holding a grocery bag of cucumbers, and the Alpha of Northgate is trying to name the thing we came to kill.This is my life now.I did this to myself, one bad decision at a time, and the worst part is I checked the weather for tonight like it was a date.My phone buzzes.Tori.Sent you the water depth chart. Remember the deal. Confirm the thing exists, then I'm in the field. No take-backs.The deal.Right.The deal where I promised my little sister a field role in a voice that sounded exactly like a man planning to never deliver it.She'll figure that out eventually, and when she does, the kappa will look like the easy part of my week.Filed as a later problem."Incoming," Dax murmurs, and the back of my neck prickles.The lake exhal

  • Knotting the Hunter   Chapter 33 – Something in the Water

    Dax"For the record, your sister extorts people better than most professionals. And I think she’s scarier than you are.""You're not helping.""I'm complimenting. The whole broody, bitchy do-as-I-say-or-I’ll-end-you thing seems to be a family trait. She’s just better at it than you are."Noah takes his eyes off the road for exactly long enough to look like he's considering the ditch for both of us.I grin at him.Can't help it.Haven't been able to help much of anything since he put his hands on me the night before last.Ours, says the wolf, stretched out and pleased with himself, a king reviewing his territory.The territory is the man driving.Make him pull over.We're working.Work after.Later. Maybe. Probably.Noah's window is cracked and the whole cab smells like him.Cedar and cold air, and it's still new enough to catch me off guard.The sharp green thing that used to live under his scent packed up and left the day he stopped lying to himself and his ex, and what's underneath

  • Knotting the Hunter   Chapter 32 – Intake

    Noah"You're late for work," my sister says from the hood of my truck in the parking lot of my apartment complex.She’s stretched out comfortably, leaning back on one arm at nine forty in the morning, eating what appears to be my emergency granola bar from my glove box."Tori.""Noah.""Get off my truck.""Make me."She takes another bite."Your boss says hi, by the way."And there goes my morning.I had a whole plan for today.Walk in late, avoid eye contact with the man I spent last night underneath, mop something, pretend my entire skeleton doesn't file a complaint every time I sit down.Simple.Achievable."You went to see him. Why?""I did go to see him."She hops off the hood and lands light as a cat, the way I taught her."Since you've decided I don't exist, I figured I'd go around you. Turns out the big bad Alpha is easier to get a meeting with than my own brother.""You walked into a werewolf's territory. Alone.""It's a gym, Noah. There was a senior citizen on a treadmill. A

  • Knotting the Hunter   Chapter 4 – Downwind

    DaxFor the last hour I've been telling myself I'm only out here to keep the idiot from getting himself killed.It's a good lie.Responsible.Very Alpha.The kind of thing my father would've said with a straight face right before going off and doing exactly what he wanted.Truth is, I caught his tr

  • Knotting the Hunter   Chapter 3 – Sign

    NoahThree miles from where you should be standing.The asshole could have at least given me a direction.Fortunately, I’ve learned to trust my instincts.Hunters don’t have any inherent magic, but our senses are more developed than those of ordinary humans.So here I am.Three miles out from the N

  • Knotting the Hunter   Chapter 2 – Heel

    DaxThe wolf wants to turn around.He's wanted to turn around since I cleared the fence, and he isn't being quiet about it, because quiet isn't a thing he owns.He just keeps shoving the same word into the back of my skull like a toddler with a doorbell.Ours.Ours, ours, ours."He's a hunter," I t

  • Knotting the Hunter   Chapter 1 – Sight Picture

    NoahThree weeks I've been hunting this wolf, and tonight, finally, he does me the courtesy of holding still long enough to kill.Big of him.He's at the tree line where Northgate's fence gives up and the real woods start, and he's shirtless.Obviously. He almost always is.Cold's got nothing to sa

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