I continued running until I reached the edge of our part of the forest. From this part of the border there lay a small stretch of forest for the humans then the human town. Galan would never think that I would dare go outside of our territory. That's exactly why I did. One step. Then two. Then I was walking at a decent pace away from the safety and familiararity of my home. Looking around things were peaceful. The light from the morning sun still danced through the trees the same way they did in my packs territory. 

I really can't even begin to remember why I wasn't allowed out this far. Snap. I whine in pain and look down at the bear trap my foot is in. I was bleeding bad. Fuck Finn you're so stupid of course you just had to forget about hunters. I was starting to really panic and was about to howl for my pack when I realized that they wouldn't be able to hear me from this distance. Fuck. I'm going to die. I tried to calm down the whines I was letting out but I couldn't not with my foot still trapped in the trap. I tried to shift to my human form but that only made things worse because now I was naked and bleeding. 

I give up. I laid down next to the trap awaiting it's owner to to take me away. Maybe I could run when they take it off. Heh like I'll be able to like this. Now all the work my brothers and sister have done to protect me will be for nothing just because I didn't want to do some stupid thing. Not to mention the punishment Brax will recieve from my father for getting me killed. It won't be a surprise but it will be for him. He was just trying to help.

I black out from blood loss before the hunter returns to his trap. But instead of nightmares of my inpending doom I dream of finding my mate. He is faceless but he smells amazing. That's the only part I remember of my mate in my dream because when I wake up I can still smell that amazing smell. Firewood and the smell of fresh dirt. It's never smelled so amazing to me before. 

I open my eyes slowly. I find a fire in a fire place first. Then find I am completely tied to a chair. It seems the hunter needs me alive because my hand is wrapped in bandages. I take it back if he's part of a group of hunters I won't live for long. But the smell is still so present. That's it! My mate is close he can save me! Maybe he's a rouge and smelled me too and is waiting till the hunter leaves to get me. Yes that must be it.

I can't see the hunter from where I am facing but I can hear foot steps out side and the sound of an axe hitting wood. To my right is a small kitchen and to my left is just a wall but if I turn my head as far as I can I can see part of a bed frame. With this I gather that I am in a one room cabin and the hunter is outside chopping wood. Satisfied with my new discoveries I stupidly forget I am tied up and try to stand which results in me knocking me and the chair on the ground but still facing the fireplace. 

My accident must have been loud enough to alert the hunter cause I hear the steps getting closer but with the steps comes the smell of my mate growing stronger. He must be following the hunter then. Makes sense. The door opens swiftly and I hear the sound of wind then silence when the door is shut. "You're up early." His voice sends shivers down my spine. It's more intimidating than I could have imagined. 

I stay silent as the tall man walks to stand in front of me. He's about as tall as Galan but I can't place an age. He haas dark brown hair and his brown eyes that are staring into my soul and damn if he was a werewolf instead of a hunter I would say he's hot but he's a hunter so I can't. I shut my eyes to focus on where my mate is.

....My heart drops in a sudden realisation that the smell of my mate is coming from the man in front of me. No. I open my eyes that are now wide in fear and disbalief. Not him. He's meant to kill me!

The fuck? He didn't look scared when he was eye fucking me and now he does what happened? I clear my throat to get him to focus on me cause his eyes seem to be looking through me instesd of at me. "Look I don't need you for long. All I have to do is provide proof for killing a werewolf to join the clan then I'll let you go." His expression remains the same. does he speak English? Does he not realize that I'm being merciful? Fuck being nice!

I grab him by the neck and get in his face, "listen bitch." I smirk when his eyes finally meet mine and his fill with tears. Good I have his attention. "All I need is one of your claws. The clan knows some of us younger hunters like to play with our prey and let them go and hunt them down again. I was going to kill you but you're cute so that's my plan for you. All they ask in those cases is one of the were's claws. Understand?" It wasn't a question but he nods anyway still trying to keep his tears from falling, "now I'm not sure you understand English so my name is Jager repeat it back to me if you understand."

"Jager...." I stop myself from ginning at the sound of him saying my name. I have to push back the thoughts of what it would sound like in a more sexual context. But the thought of fucking a were is disgusting and forbiden by the clan so I shove it to the back of my mind. 

Smiling I tell him, "good boy." and pat him on the head like the dog he is relishing in the blush that appears on his face.