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Chapter 132: Blood On the Rise
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2026-08-26 09:05:28
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The Mate Hunt Chapter 182: Epilogue
MaeveFive years later"If Ronan adds one more verification requirement to this policy, Cyn is going to walk into the river."Soren did not look up from the stack of papers in her hands. "He threatened to do that yesterday.""Did anyone stop him?""No."I nodded thoughtfully. "Good."Soren finally glanced at me. Her blond hair had been twisted into a loose braid over one shoulder, and one hand rested beneath the slight curve of her stomach. She was barely beginning to show.I, on the other hand, looked like I had swallowed the moon.My stomach stretched heavily beneath my dress, round enough that I could no longer see my feet unless I leaned forward. Which Ronan had apparently decided I should never do again.Elowen estimated another two weeks. I estimated I was evicting this child myself if he stayed in there much longer.Five months and three weeks pregnant. Again. With another son.Eamon Caine.Ronan had gone completely silent when I suggested the name.His father had been gone for
The Mate Hunt Chapter 181: The Words
RonanCaine did not become quiet until long after midnight.The fires in the courtyard had burned low hours ago, but traces of the celebration still drifted through the open bedroom window. Someone laughed in the distance. A door closed somewhere below us. The faint smell of smoke, roasted meat, and pine clung to the night air, tangled together with the cool breeze moving through the curtains.It had been a good day.I could not remember the last time I had been able to think that without immediately waiting for something terrible to follow.A good day. Nothing more complicated than that.Soren had sworn herself to Maeve for life. Cyn had finally been given the rank he had already earned. The pack had eaten until Gemma complained that she had underestimated how much food several hundred wolves could consume when given an excuse. There had been music. Children running between tables. Older wolves telling stories. Maeve had laughed until her cheeks turned pink.And nobody had died. Nobo
The Mate Hunt Chapter 180: What We Rebuild
MaeveCaine gathered beneath a clear morning sky.The training field had been transformed before sunrise. Long black banners hung from the wooden posts surrounding the clearing, each marked with the silver wolf of Caine. Tables had been moved away from the center, leaving an open circle of packed earth where generations of ranked wolves had taken their vows.I had stood in that same field before and felt like an outsider.Today, the pack waited for me.That still did strange things to my chest, a fluttering warmth I hadn't yet learned how to hold without feeling like a fraud.Hundreds of wolves filled the space beyond the circle. Families stood together. Warriors lined the outer edge. Elders occupied chairs near the front. Children squeezed between adults wherever they could find space, small heads bobbing to catch a better view.Nessa stood near the second row with Eli bouncing impatiently beside her.Torin stood with the commanders.Maris was already crying.Nothing had even happene
The Mate Hunt Chapter 179: Blood Debt
MaeveThe corridor beneath the eastern wing smelled like stone, cedar smoke, and the faint bitterness of the herbs Elowen insisted on burning in every secure room.It did not smell like a dungeon.That mattered to me more than I wanted to admit.Mara was a prisoner. She was Caine blood debt. Nothing about that had changed.But I had refused to let punishment become cruelty simply because cruelty would have been easier.There were windows in her room now. A real bed. Books. A table. A small washroom behind another door. Guards remained outside at all hours, and silver had been worked discreetly into the frame so she could not shift her way through the walls.She was contained. She was not buried alive. My footsteps sounded too loud against the stone as I approached, echoing off walls that had listened to far worse conversations than the one I was about to have.Ronan walked beside me until we reached the last turn. Then he stopped.I looked at him. He looked at the closed door at the
The Mate Hunt Chapter 178: Home
RonanCaine smelled different when we crossed the border. Not because anything had changed, but because I had.Maeve rode beside me, one hand resting loosely against the reins while the other kept drifting toward her stomach without her realizing it. Every time she did it, something inside my chest tightened.Our child. I still hadn't adjusted to the thought. I wasn't sure I ever would.Cassian rode ahead with Soren, both of them pretending they weren't watching us every thirty seconds. They were terrible at pretending, and Maeve noticed too."If Cassian looks at my stomach one more time, I'm throwing something at him.""He's trying not to tell anyone.""He's failing suspiciously.""He hasn't said anything.""He has a face."Cassian turned around. "I heard that.""Good."He faced forward again, and Maeve looked at me. "You threatened him, didn't you?""No.""Ronan.""I explained the importance of discretion.""With violence?""Not specifically."She sighed. I smiled. By the time the
The Mate Hunt Chapter 177: My Father
MaeveWe were supposed to leave Council territory before noon. Ronan had already informed three different people of that fact.Cassian had packed our things. Soren had somehow acquired enough food for a four day journey even though we would be home before dark. And Elowen had threatened to tie me to Ronan's horse if I attempted to use magic before we crossed back into Caine.Everything was ready. Except me.I stood near one of the tall windows in our assigned rooms, staring down at the Council courtyard while my hand rested absently against my stomach. Still flat. Still completely ordinary. It was strange knowing something could change everything while remaining completely invisible.A knock came at the door. Ronan looked up from where he was securing the leather case containing copies of the Council records."If that's Holt, we're leaving.""It isn't Holt."I knew before the door opened. Isolde. Ronan looked at me, not asking whether he should let her in. Asking whether I wanted him
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