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Chapter 228 Growing Desperation
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HildaWe need eyes in the city. I pace the length of the room, arms folded tight, trying to think through the problem. Malcolm is out there somewhere, licking his wounds and plotting his next move. And we have no idea where he went.I need to find him and show him what happens when he harms my mate and threatens our pack. Which means we need information. Desperately.“The best option is sending scouts into the city again,” I say, glancing at Arlo. “See if anyone’s talking. If Malcolm left a mess behind, someone will be cleaning it up. We decimated his forces and he’ll need to find new men. I doubt he’s given up on his plans.”Arlo’s fists clench at my words. He told me about the things Malcolm said to bait him. Apparently he no longer only wants dead wolves and land, he wants sex pets too. I really need to find the bastard.“Percy and Nixie can’t go again, they’ll be recognized. Same goes for you, me, Soren, and Cerelia. So who do we send that won’t stand out?”We fall into silence,
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TaraExcitement thrums through me and I try to ignore the way my hands shake slightly. It’s not fear. Not exactly. It’s just been a long time since I was trusted with something important.Since anyone looked at me and saw more than the fragile girl who lost everything. But Hilda does. She believes I can do this. She trusts me to play spy, keep Ash in line and help her find Malcolm.That belief alone makes this worth it. Now we have to talk to Scarlett. If she says no, then Ash won’t be going anywhere. Even if he wants to.Hilda explains to Scarlett what she wants us to do and I hold my breath, hoping this expedition won’t be cancelled before it’s begun.“I don’t know how long they’ll be gone, sweetheart. I know you’re not sure why you need him, but will it be a problem if he leaves for a while?”Scarlett closes her eyes, little face scrunched in concentration, before she shakes her head. “No, it’s okay. Tara and Ash can go play in the city,” she declares, “I won’t need him yet. And wh
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Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 286 Justice in Flame
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AshThe moment Cerelia finishes weaving the last of the spell, I feel the tension ease from the air.The humans stand frozen, still blank-faced and motionless, but something subtle has shifted in the atmosphere around them. Like a storm passing just overhead without breaking.Hilda rises from where she’s crouched by a line of confiscated weapons, brushing her hands clean against her pants. She strides toward Tara and me, her expression grim but steady.“It’s your call,” she says, her voice pitched low enough that only we can hear. “You have to decide whether Redgrave goes back to the city or if we deal with her here.”Tara turns to me immediately, her blue eyes fierce and sure. “Ash, it’s only fair that you get to choose,” she says. “I’ll stand by whatever you decide. You’re the one who suffered the most because of her.”For a moment, the world feels very small. Like the two of us are the only ones in existence. And the truth has been laid bare between us.And gods, the relief that po
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CereliaI sit cross-legged within the circle of runes, hidden beneath a dense screen of shrubs and low-hanging branches. Around me, warriors melt into the landscape, nearly invisible even to my trained eyes. The humans will never spot us unless we want them to.At least, that’s the hope. They may have gadgets we’re not familiar with. I have to make sure my magic is faster than anything they have to offer.I roll the smooth amber stone between my palms, centering myself. The amplification spell thrums around me, delicate but vast, like a spider web stretched to its limit. It’s ready. I’m ready. Now we just have to wait.Hilda crouches beside me, watching the distant path through the trees where our enemies will appear. Her face is set in that calm, slightly amused expression she wears when she’s holding a dozen different plans in her head at once.Scarlett can be rightfully proud to have this fierce woman as her mother, I think to myself.Hilda’s head cocks to the side before she le
