Mayhem: The Order of the Wolf, Book 5 by Angela Addams Read Free Book Online Page B

daylight. Perhaps it was time better spent writing Hannah a letter—a proper letter that might ease some of the hurt she was feeling.
    “Okay, sweetheart.” He winced. “Hannah, I’m going to leave, but I’m not gone for good. I’ll be back tomorrow night and the night after that until you speak to me, and I’m gonna write you a letter and send it tomorrow.”
    He laid his hand on the door, letting the silence envelop him. If he strained his ears, he could just barely make out the sound of muffled sobs.
    Fucking hell.

Chapter Ten
    “I swear I had no idea she was gonna turn out to be your mate!” Raven exclaimed as he paced Mayhem’s dressing room. “Knew you liked redheads. What are the odds she would be the one?”
    “No shit, right?” Mayhem blew out a long breath. “She won’t talk to me. Won’t answer my calls, won’t come to the door.” For three weeks he’d been at it, trying to get her to come out of her apartment and speak to him, juggling a hectic tour schedule and trying to regain Hannah’s trust at every available moment.
    He craved her so profoundly that he couldn’t think straight. His wolf prowling, demanding he claim her. He’d had to hide fangs more than once, his wolf punching through at the slightest provocation.
    “That’s not good.” Raven’s expression was grim, no doubt thinking the same thing. Hunters could be on their way to claim her. “Kidnapping out of the question?”
    Take Hannah against her will? Mayhem was sorely tempted. If it wasn’t for the potential for death—namely his—he’d actually give the idea of it some serious thought.
    Unbeknownst to Hannah, she was a Huntress, part of the only living force on Earth who could kill Mayhem. There was no way she would consider herself unimportant, forgettable if she knew her destiny. Whether or not her mother knew of the legacy was debatable. She might have abandoned Hannah in an attempt to spare her child the knowledge of a legacy that could kill her, or she might be dead, killed by a wolf. Or worse—she might have been swept up and away by her Hunter, leaving Hannah to fend for herself. One thing was certain though, if she’d known what she was, Hannah would never believe herself to be anything but amazing.
    A wolf slayer by birth, her DNA coming from an ancient line of female warriors, she held the power to fatally wound his wolf and therefore him, even by accident. So there’d be no kidnapping, not when any wound from a Huntress would pump him full of poison, leaving him weak, dying, unable to lead his pack.
    “I should have bitten her. Marked her as mine.”
    “And then what? Have a hysterical woman on your hands? Trust me, man, that’s not the best plan either.” Dyami, his drummer, had been sitting quietly in the corner. He’d been in that exact position with his mate, facing off with her Hunter, a man destined to be her mate just as surely as Dyami had been. He’d bitten Summer out of desperation, and although it worked out in the end, it hadn’t been the best way to introduce her to the world of werewolves.
    “You know the Hunters will come for her. It’s only a matter of time.” Mayhem felt the pulse of possession beat through him. Hannah belonged to him. He knew that—his wolf knew that. Trying to convince Hannah, however, was the real problem. Hannah who had grown up as a human, and who was now acting like the quintessential pissed off woman, freezing him out and ignoring his very existence.
    “We could get Darcy to zap her with a little persuasive magic. Jolt her into common sense, at least get her to speak to you.” Raven shrugged. He’d been the first to find his mate—a witch who had cursed him with a lust spell. When he’d bitten her, her powers had amplified, making her one of the most powerful Huntresses of the group.
    That was the other thing. When Mayhem bit Hannah, she too would come into her powers…whatever they were. Another potentially terrifying experience for Hannah to