The Alpha's Rebel

Chapter 27

There's not much information on the hunter other than whatever is written. Someone added this section into the book, and that scares me. The fact that hunters were not an original supernatural creature and someone in recent years added this last page to a centuries-year-old old book is terrifying.

Harper Matthew's does not get scared, but I may just be shitting my pants right now.

How the fuck am I supposed to protect Maddox and my pack if I know nothing about the threat?

I read what's available to me, hoping that somewhere in this giant fucking library is another book about hunters. Even another simple piece of paper. Anything.

Anything that I can use to make sure the people I love aren't in danger.

I get up from my spot at the table and and head back to the supernatural section of the library. Looking closer, I realize that the books are organized by type of creature and alphabetical. I go right to the H's, but there aren't any. There's no book that has anything on hunters.

"Fuck," I say loudly, kicking the edge of one of the shelves out of anger. I pace the length of the supernatural shelves, my mind racing to at least try and come up with ideas on how to figure out what the hell is going on. I run my fingers through my hair, the thick strands being pushed back and out of my face.

My heart starts beating faster and faster, and the thoughts in my mind or whirring by so fast that I can't concentrate on anything.

It takes me a split second to decide what to do right now. I leave my stuff on the table and quickly head to the exit of the library. I throw the doors opens and make a break for the trees, shifting at the edge of them.

I take off, focusing only on my paws hitting the ground on front of me. Anything else is forced out of my mind, which is exactly why I wanted to go on a run in the first place. To escape.

Just like practically every other being in the universe, running is the best and most efficient way to clear my mind. Cliche or not, it works. All I have to do is shift and start dodging trees, and suddenly those trees become the most important thing in the world to me.

These trees are almost the most important thing in the world to me right now. Maddox takes the spot in number one without a doubt. Worrying about his safety or not, he is always going to be number one.

The clouds overhead grow darker, and the minimal light that had been creeping through the trees disappears almost entirely. Then it's pouring rain. The water soaks my fur within minutes, and the ground becomes slippery with mud and wet leaves. I slow down so I don't slip into a tree or face plant right into the mud, but I don't stop. I find a nice jogging pace and take the time to look around my surroundings in the forest now that I'm not zipping past it all.

I run for hours. I run until the pent up anxiety within me has been calmed, though I know it's only a matter of time before it resurfaces. Hopefully by then, I'll know more about hunters and what I can do to protect my mate and my pack.

When I feel calm enough to return to the library, I do. My belongs are still splayed out on the table just the way I left them. Sitting back down in the chair, I finally let my mind wander back to the hunter.

The second time around, I grab my phone from the table and call Thay right away. I'm surprised this wasn't my first response this morning. The shock of finding out that hunters are a thing and not being able to immediately go to Thay's or Molly and Vinnie's or even the pack house to see Kaitlyn on top
of the panic I was feeling to protect Maddox and my pack was enough to have me not be thinking straight. The run helped me calm down, and it's much easier to see that the obvious answer is to call my best friends.