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Chapters (72)
  1. Dedication
  2. Prey Island Map
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. CREED
  10. SIX
  11. BILLIE
  12. SEVEN
  13. EIGHT
  14. NINE
  15. TEN
  16. ELEVEN
  17. JIRO
  18. TWELVE
  19. BILLIE
  20. THIRTEEN
  21. FOURTEEN
  22. FIFTEEN
  23. SIXTEEN
  24. SEVENTEEN
  25. EIGHTEEN
  26. NINETEEN
  27. TWENTY
  28. TWENTY-ONE
  29. ROW
  30. TWENTY-TWO
  31. BILLIE
  32. TWENTY-THREE
  33. TWENTY-FOUR
  34. TWENTY-FIVE
  35. TWENTY-SIX
  36. TWENTY-SEVEN
  37. TWENTY-EIGHT
  38. TWENTY-NINE
  39. THIRTY
  40. THIRTY-ONE
  41. THIRTY-TWO
  42. THIRTY-THREE
  43. THIRTY-FOUR
  44. THIRTY-FIVE
  45. THIRTY-SIX
  46. THIRTY-SEVEN
  47. ACHILLES
  48. THIRTY-EIGHT
  49. CREED
  50. THIRTY-NINE
  51. BILLIE
  52. FORTY
  53. FORTY-ONE
  54. FORTY-TWO
  55. FORTY-THREE
  56. FORTY-FOUR
  57. FORTY-FIVE
  58. FORTY-SIX
  59. FORTY-SEVEN
  60. FORTY-EIGHT
  61. FORTY-NINE
  62. ROW
  63. FIFTY
  64. BILLIE
  65. FIFTY-ONE
  66. FIFTY-TWO
  67. FIFTY-THREE
  68. FIFTY-FOUR
  69. FIFTY-FIVE
  70. TO CONTINUE THE ADVENTURE…
  71. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  72. ALSO BY KENDRA

For a moment, I consider not telling him I even have the pistol. It’ll be insurance in case he decides to turn on me, but the more time I spend with him, the more I understand how genuine he really is. Creed isn’t my enemy, so I carefully pull the handgun from my pocket and hold it up.

“Just this,” I admit.

He smiles. “I saw the hesitation, Billie, and I understand. If it makes you feel better, I have a shit ton of weapons on me and I can give you a couple more.”

He even has a military grade rifle slung on his back, but I shake my head. “I trust you.”

As I tuck the handgun away, I’m reminded again of the man who’d given it to me, of the way his eyes had tracked me. Now, he’ll be an enemy.

“This place is fucked,” I grunt. “Should we go find some water?”

Together, we start moving further inland, hoping for a stream of some sort, but if all else fails, there should be some water in some plants we can drink, right?

God, Bear would be so proud of me right now.

EIGHT

“So,” I start as we walk through the trees. “You said you were a Navy Seal?”

We haven’t run into anyone else in a while so I assume it’s safe enough to talk. Every now and then, gunshots echo across the island but clearly, it’s big enough for there to be plenty of space between the Prey and those who will eventually hunt us. The island must be big enough to make the game interesting. If it was me, I’d choose something sizable.

Creed nods where he walks beside me. He has to duck every now and then because of his height and the trees. He’s a big ass guy, broad, intimidating. He probably made the best Navy Seal.

“Sixteen years,” he answers, and in that answer, there’s echoes of a past he isn’t proud of.

“Can’t you retire at twenty? You didn’t want to do four more years and get a guaranteed check from the government?” Plenty of military guys come into the club. Some are respectful but most of them are assholes. Then again, many of them haven’t seen war. Clearly, Creed has. Something tells me Navy Seals don’t get put on desk jobs.

“Sixteen was too many already. I couldn’t stomach another four.”

His voice is solemn, and I know he’s definitely seen some shit. As far as men to team up with go, I feel like I scored the jackpot. Experience with war, survival skills, sexy, I’ve got it made. Just look at those tattoos. I’d love to see what they turn into beneath his shirt.

“I get that,” I murmur, and I do. I can’t imagine signing my life away to the government, following their orders.