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Chapter 98: Trust Goes Both Ways
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2026-08-13 14:58:40
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The Mate Hunt Chapter 100: She Should Have Lived
RonanMaeve's face crumpled, the faintest tremor passing through her features before she turned away, as if even that small vulnerability had been too much to show.I didn’t move. The Hunger clawed at me, restless and impatient... move closer, it urged, offer comfort, touch, fix. But I knew better. Some things, even the sharpest claws couldn’t mend.The silence stretched between us until Maeve finally exhaled, her shoulders sagging with the weight she carried.“I want to go upstairs,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.At once, I rose. This time, when I offered my hand, she took it. The moment her fingers closed around mine, the pressure in my chest eased, something fierce and aching loosening its hold. Maeve’s eyes flickered to me.She missed nothing, always seeing more than I wanted her to. But she said nothing, and for that, I was grateful.We walked together, wordless, through the halls. The pack house was unnaturally quiet, as if every wolf within sensed the tension trai
The Mate Hunt Chapter 99: Losing Yourself
MaeveFuck.The word echoed through every hollow space inside me as I closed my eyes. I tried, for a moment, to will away the sting of Torin's words, the memory of Elara, the sense of otherness that pressed on all sides of my skin.Then Elowen spoke, and the air in the room changed, sharp as winter wind, all conversation vanishing into a hush thick with unease."And since everyone is suddenly so nostalgic for the Luna you lost," she said, her tone slicing through the fog, "perhaps you'd all like to remember why a Caine Alpha needs one in the first place."Her words landed like a stone tossed into still water. The silence that followed was nothing like before. It was heavier, the kind that settles on your chest and makes it hard to breathe.Torin, ever the first to break, tried to protest. "That has nothing to do with—""It has everything to do with it," Elowen cut in, her voice flat and cold as hammered steel. "You all remember Ronan's father after he lost his first bond prospect?"My
The Mate Hunt Chapter 98: Trust Goes Both Ways
MaeveRonan stood. The table shook beneath the force of his dominance."Torin."His voice barely sounded human. But I didn't look at him. Couldn't. Because Torin was right.If Elara were alive, Ronan would have completed the ritual with her. She would wear the ring. The earrings. The Luna mark. She would sleep in those rooms. Sit beside him at this table. Know these people. Know their children. Know Nessa. Know Eli. Maybe she would have known immediately what to do. Maybe Soren wouldn't have spent three years filling a position that should never have been empty.And I would have remained Maeve Cross. Maybe ignorant. Maybe hunted. Maybe eventually dead. But I wouldn't be here.Torin's voice came quieter. "Your sister murdered her." I closed my eyes. "And you inherited everything she left behind."There it was. The thing I hadn't wanted to name.My eyes opened."Torin," Soren said sharply.Falon shifted beside him. But instead of stopping it, he murmured, "He isn't entirely wrong."Rona
The Mate Hunt Chapter 97: Another Probelm
MaeveA measured silence settled over the table, dense as fog in the valley below. It wasn’t uncomfortable... not quite. It was the kind of quiet that sinks into the wood grain, thoughtful and heavy, the aftertaste of too many truths spoken aloud.Ronan was the first to break the spell. He leaned back, the chair sighing beneath him, blue eyes flickering over the gathered faces. “Continue.”And just like that, the room exhaled. The reports resumed their slow orbit.Falon discussed the tangled routes of our messengers, the lifeblood of communication stretched thin by winter’s approach.Gemma, voice sharp as frost, complained about dwindling stores and the stubbornness of the rootcellars.Axel grumbled about three newly-shifted wolves, a trio of teenagers, who seemed to believe that following orders was more a suggestion than a rule.The conversation gradually stitched itself back together, growing louder, more familiar. I tried to track the rhythm of it: names and faces, territories and
The Mate Hunt Chapter 96: Dinner
MaeveThe moment I sat beside Ronan, I knew I had made a mistake.Not because of the chair. Not because every ranking wolf in the room had stood when I entered. Not even because I was still trying to figure out how the hell I had gone from entering a Hunt with a knife to sitting beside the Alpha of Caine territory wearing Luna earrings.No. The mistake was looking at Torin. Because he was still standing.Everyone else had taken their seats. Cassian was already reaching for his drink. Gemma was muttering something about cold food. Soren sat across from me, calm and unreadable. But Torin remained upright. His eyes met mine. Then shifted toward Ronan."I recognize her as your mate."Ronan's body changed beside me. Barely. But I felt the dominance gathering.Torin continued. "I recognize that she is not Mara Cross." My stomach tightened. "But I do not recognize her as my Luna."Silence swallowed the room. Ronan's power rolled outward. Heavy. Cold. Several wolves lowered their eyes. Torin
The Mate Hunt Chapter 95: Consider Staying
RonanShe disappeared back into the Luna chambers. I followed her to the wardrobe.Maeve opened it. Several simple dresses, trousers, shirts, coats, and ceremonial garments hung inside in varying sizes, most designed to be altered quickly. Her expression became increasingly horrified."This is creepy.""It is practical.""It's creepy practical."She pulled out a dark dress, a deep wine-red thing with a boned bodice and a full skirt that looked like it belonged at a formal Council function, not dinner. She held it against herself. "No."Another, pale gray, floor-length, with long draping sleeves that would have trailed through soup. "No."A third caught her hand and held it there longer than the others. Black. Simple. A fitted bodice that tapered to a narrow waist, long sleeves that ended in soft points over the backs of the hands, and a skirt that fell straight rather than full, meant for moving through a room rather than posing in one. Around the cuffs, thin silver embroidery caught
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