All Chapters of Mr Billionaire Wolf Hunter Mustn't Know My True Form: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

When I looked down, there was no blood. Only ten fingers with blunt human nails, polished with brittle, clear nail polish.Damn, that was the best fantasy of the day.Gary's blood flowing warmly between my fingers, wetting the marble floor of this cafe... seriously, I swear that would be a real future, not just a daydream.I lifted the ceramic cup in front of me, taking a sip of the remaining cooling latte, just to forcefully quench my suddenly dried thirst."What are you daydreaming about?"Gary's hoarse voice pulled me back to the sickening reality. I blinked rapidly, then shook my head slowly, putting on a perfectly innocent smile. "Nothing, Mr. Ghalow. I just suddenly wondered... what it would be like to do heroic work like yours? Hunting."A maniacal pride, the kind only a true psychopath possesses, lit up in the old man's gray eyes. "Want to know what it's like?"Gary tapped the screen of his phone, sliding it to the center of the table. The screen flickered in his hand.My stom

Yeah. I did it. I finally broke his defenses.The moment his lips grazed the sensitive skin of my neck, victory tasted sweet on my tongue. But the second his teeth sank into my flesh and locked there, my entire world turned upside down. The triumph evaporated, replaced by the stinging, metallic tang of fear.He didn't let go. He bit deeper.“Ah—!”My body jerked violently, a primal, prey-like reaction I couldn't suppress despite the wolf hiding beneath my skin. Instinct took over before I could think. I tried to brace my feet against the floor, tried to push him away, or just find an inch of leverage, but he was a mountain of solid muscle.He didn't budge. He pinned me down with terrifying, suffocating precision."Mister, wait—ugh,"His large, calloused hand slipped under the hem of my shirt, pressing against the bare skin of my stomach. His squeeze made my breath catch sharply in my throat. He climbed higher, his fingers claiming my breast with a bruising, demanding grip, while his o

I kicked the tangled silk sheets off my legs, letting the sterile chill of the air conditioner bite into my bare skin. It was nothing compared to the heat boiling in my chest.I took a deep, shaky breath, glaring daggers at the tightly closed door."Get out?" I snickered."He tells me to get out after he spent the entire night begging me not to leave his side? What a coward."With my jaw clenched, I forced myself to sit up. A muffled groan escaped my lips as a sharp, heavy ache radiated from the base of my spine. My lower body throbbed, sore, tender, and exhausted, as if my muscles had been stretched far beyond their absolute limits.I looked down, and a flush of heat immediately rushed to my cheeks. My inner thighs, shoulders, and breasts were painted with violent blooms of purple and dark red. The marks of that jerk's bites and sucking are imprinted on my pale skin. The memory of last night hit me mercilessly.The thought of his harsh breath brushing against my neck, the way his body

The office door slammed shut, cutting off the noise from outside. Ronan stepped inside, but instead of heading for his oversized chair behind his desk, he let his large body fall against the leather couch in the corner.He rubbed his face with trembling palms. Through the gaps between his fingers, his gaze penetrated the frosted glass partition that led outside.There, Chris was alone in front of the monitor. The chair next to him was empty."This is for the best," Ronan muttered softly to the cold air around him.The words tasted like ash. His body immediately rebelled against the lie. His lungs seized, clawing for oxygen in a room that suddenly felt devoid of it. A phantom fist twisted his gut, wringing his stomach until a sour wave of nausea hit the back of his throat."I'm going to Gary Ghalow!"Her voice reverberated against his skull, as sharp as shattered glass."Fuck." The word tore from his chest. Thick, angry veins pulsed along his forearms as he punched the armrest, the lea

"Shut up," Albus growled. The butler's old eyes glinted sharply. "Save this recording to an encrypted drive, then erase all traces of it from the main server. Don't let anyone see it."Ronan pressed the pause button, staring intently at the date on the screen. Three days ago.For three days, the girl he considered fragile had been chased by a monster. The chances of a human surviving after three days of being hunted... were practically nil."FUCK!"Ronan exploded. His fist slammed into the concrete wall beside the monitor. The sound of cracking plaster echoed, white dust falling as blood seeped from his knuckles. Cold sweat beaded on his temples, his face flushed with savage panic and the guilt that choked his veins.He had driven her away. He had sent her straight into the jaws of death.Ronan grabbed two pistols from the makeshift safe on the wall, shoving them into his shoulder holsters with a violent movement. When he turned, Silas was standing in the doorway, his face hard and re