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Chapter Fifty-Four – Hollow Hope
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To Love The Hunters Daughter Chapter Fifty-Eight – The Bait
EvelynThe cell door clanged shut with a sound that rattled hard in my chest. Cold, damp stone pressed against my spine as I slid down to the floor, wrists smarting from where the ropes had been. The cell smelled of mildew and rust; iron bars sweated condensation that ran down the wall in crooked rivulets. The air itself tasted sour, heavy, as though it had been trapped here for years and never stirred.For a long time, I simply sat there and listened to the echo of boots fading away. Each footstep grew softer until silence pressed into me, thick and suffocating, a silence that felt alive. The walls seemed to breathe with it. The shadows shifted when I blinked, and I hugged my knees to my chest, trying to keep the cold from sinking deeper.When the tray of food was shoved through the slit later, the scrape of tin against stone made me flinch so hard my teeth clacked. A shallow bowl of watery stew, a hunk of bread already hard at the edg
To Love The Hunters Daughter Chapter Fifty-Nine – Shackles
EvelynThe world came back to me in fragments.The sting of rope biting into my wrists. The rough chill of stone pressed against my cheek. The steady drip-drip of water somewhere in the shadows, marking the time I couldn’t hold onto. My chest ached where the boot had slammed into me earlier, each breath shallow and raw, as if the memory of it lingered in every nerve.But worse than the pain was the heaviness in my blood. My limbs weren’t mine anymore. They dragged, slow and clumsy, as though I’d been filled with molten lead that hardened in my veins. Whatever they’d drugged me with was stronger this time, thick enough to make thought itself sluggish.It was like fighting a storm with nothing but bare hands. My body was breaking, but I refused to surrender my mind.I forced my eyes open, blinking against the dim, flickering light that seeped through the cracks of the iron door. The cell smelled of damp earth and rusting iron, with a sour tang that clung to the back of my throat. Even w
To Love The Hunters Daughter Chapter Fifty-Seven – Breaking Point
RafeThe war table mocked me.Maps spread across the wood, their ink smudged from the sweat of my palms. Patrol routes. Guard rotations. Crude sketches of the Vale compound. I had gone over them so many times I could see them with my eyes closed. None of it mattered—because all the plans in the world couldn’t tell me if Evelyn was still alive.I pressed both hands against the table until the wood groaned beneath my weight. My head pounded from days of exhaustion I couldn't shake. The stubble on my jaw itched from days unshaven, but I hadn’t spared a second to care. Sleep was a stranger. When I closed my eyes, I saw her. Food sat untouched on trays, cold and rotting in the corners of the room. My wolf snarled inside me, restless, pacing, demanding action, while the human half of me clung to reason.She was in their hands. And I was here. Helpless.“You’re killing yourself.”Cassian’s voice broke the silence. I hadn’t heard him enter.I didn’t look up at first, but when I did, I caught t
To Love The Hunters Daughter Chapter Fifty-Six - Condemned
EvelynThe guards wrenched me forward, their hands like iron shackles on my arms. I stumbled as they dragged me down the final stretch of the corridor, boots scraping over rough stone, shoulders aching with every jerk. My breath came short, the air damp and sharp, until suddenly the heavy doors burst open.Torchlight blinded me.The courtyard spread wide before me, ringed with hunters. Torches hissed and snapped in the cool night air, casting restless shadows that clung to every stone wall. The ground smelled of smoke, sweat, and oiled steel. Bows and spears gleamed, catching the light in sharp, cruel flashes.A sea of familiar faces stared back at me—faces I had known all my life. Some I had laughed with at shared meals. Some had corrected my stance when I missed the mark in training. Some had comforted me after losses on hunts. People who had once felt like family.Now, every look was laced with disgust.The guards threw me forward. My knees hit stone with a crack, skin tearing, gri
To Love The Hunters Daughter Chapter Fifty-Five – Shackles of Blood
EvelynThe world blurred as they dragged me down the narrow hall. My arms were bound, their grip bruising, but none of it hurt as much as the look on my father’s face when he turned away. Cold. Final. Like I wasn’t his daughter anymore—just another enemy.The cell they threw me into was nothing more than stone and shadows. The door slammed shut, iron biting into wood as the lock clanged into place. The sound echoed like a verdict. I stumbled to the floor, catching myself with trembling hands before the tears could follow.It smelled of damp earth and rust in here. The air was cold, seeping through the cracks, making me shiver. The walls wept with moisture, leaving dark streaks along the stone. Somewhere in the corner, water dripped in a steady rhythm, slow and merciless, like the ticking of a clock. I pressed my back to the wall and drew in a sharp breath, but it only filled my lungs with bitterness. This wasn’t home. Not anymore.I thought I’d prepared myself for his hatred. I though
To Love The Hunters Daughter Chapter Fifty-Four – Hollow Hope
RafeIt’s been two days.Two days since she ran away from me.My office smelled faintly of stale food and cold coffee, reminders of how long I’d been shut inside these walls. The center table was cluttered with plates that had been brought in and left untouched, their contents now congealed and useless. Cassian, Mira, even the kitchen staff—they all kept trying. But my appetite had disappeared the moment Evelyn did.Maps sprawled across my desk, ink bleeding into frantic lines and circles where I’d marked every possible route, every border, every outpost just in case. My warriors had scoured the territory, tearing through the forests and ridges, searching every mile of open ground. But deep down, I already knew.By now, she’d be in her father’s hands.The pieces fit too easily. No other trace, no trail—just silence.The thought alone was enough to split me apart. My wolf raged to break through, to rip past the borders and tear Dorian’s compound stone by stone until she was safe again.
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