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It was the warning bell.

The hunt was about to begin early.

And all because the Beast had requested it.

CHAPTER EIGHT: MAKSIM

Iwanted to sprint after Sarah, but my swollen cock straining in my briefs prevented me from doing anything but a very determined stalk across the field behind the manor house. I’d never been this hard at the start of a hunt. It was usually the chase and seizing my prey that aroused me.

But I’d been at half-mast the moment I started crossing the room to get to her. I’d waited impatiently for her arrival. Nursing my vodka in the corner, I’d rejected the ribbons of three women before Sarah finally swept through the room. Her appearance hadn’t been noted just by me.

Other predators had jerked their interested gazes to her, their hungry eyes fucking her from across the room. But as muchas they wanted to close the distance to claim not just her ribbon, but her gorgeous body for real, they remained rooted where they stood.

Smiling around the rim of my glass, I thought about the warning that had been sent earlier this evening via text to the knights: The stunning brunette with the pale blue ribbon was off limits.

She was mine and only mine.

I’m sure my message had pissed off many of the knights. It was practically unheard of for a predator to claim a prey before the hunt began. But I was the fucking Beast, and I could do whatever the hell I wanted.

And I wanted Sarah all to myself.

That’s why I’d personally arranged for Sarah’s ribbon to be blue. Barring a sign that said, “Property of the Beast, it was the easiest way to stake my claim.

Just the sight of her ample tits straining against the low neckline of her dress had immediately gotten me hard. Although I’d wanted nothing more than to claim her at that moment, I’d made myself be patient.

But watching her became too hard. I wanted her smell to invade my nose. I wanted to hear her voice. I wanted my hands on her body.

Finally crossing the room to get to her had brought me to this moment of chasing her into the woods surrounding the manor. When Sarah reached the entry to the woods, she disappeared into the part that was labeled with the color of her ribbon. Not that most of us would’ve cared seeing others having sex, but having specific parts staked out for us did help. The sound of her crushing through the leaves was music to my ears.

As I made my way through the taped-off area, my gaze flicked left and right. Closing my eyes, I focused on my sense of hearing.When I heard the breaking of twigs to my left, I quickly went in that direction.

There was only so far Sarah could go. She would break the rules of the scene if she left our area. I’d had a bratty sub do that once. After edging her for hours, I think she learned her lesson.

I hoped I didn’t have to do the same to Sarah.

Well, on second thought, maybe I did.

And suddenly it was quiet. While I could still hear the others running and shouting in the distance, there wasn’t any noise in my general vicinity. That meant only one thing.

Sarah had decided to hide.

“Come out, come out, my prey!” I called, my voice echoing through the void.

At the continued silence, I flexed my fingers and took a determined step to my left. I deliberately took small steps so as not to alert Sarah. Closing my eyes, I once again focused on the sounds around me.

And then I froze at her floral scent.

“Silly, prey. Don’t you know not to wear perfume?”

A small gasp to the right had me crashing through the brush. At the flicker of blue, I lunged forward, grasping Sarah’s arm. She squealed as I dragged her back against my chest. “Caught you.”

Although she thrashed against me, it was futile. There was no way in hell she was getting away. After turning her in my arms, I stared down at her. “Stop.”

Immediately, she froze. As she stared up at me, I said, “Don’t move.”

“Yes, sir.”

I then reached into the pocket of my tunic for the small set of lights. While some predators like the allure of the dark, I wanted to be able to see my prey.