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Chapter Twenty-Nine: Aftermath

ผู้เขียน: M.C. Harry
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-07-21 07:00:00

Evelyn 

I couldn’t stop shaking.

Even hours after the challenge, my hands still trembled, my stomach a tight knot. I kept replaying the scene in the ring — Rafe, monstrous and magnificent in his wolf form, black as night, eyes burning like a fallen god’s. And Calder, beaten into the ground, whining his surrender as the pack roared its approval.

The moment I’d seen Rafe shift back — bloody, breathing hard, and completely naked — I’d felt something hot coil low in my belly before guilt punched the air out of me. It was wrong, I’d thought frantically, to notice him that way after so much violence. I’d shaken the thought off, ashamed, but it still lingered at the edge of my mind.

When Mara and Talia finally stopped hovering, I found my way to his rooms.

The door was cracked, candlelight spilling across stone. He sat shirtless on a low bench, his broad back turned towar

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  • To Love The Hunters Daughter   Chapter Twenty-Nine: Aftermath

    EvelynI couldn’t stop shaking.Even hours after the challenge, my hands still trembled, my stomach a tight knot. I kept replaying the scene in the ring — Rafe, monstrous and magnificent in his wolf form, black as night, eyes burning like a fallen god’s. And Calder, beaten into the ground, whining his surrender as the pack roared its approval.The moment I’d seen Rafe shift back — bloody, breathing hard, and completely naked — I’d felt something hot coil low in my belly before guilt punched the air out of me. It was wrong, I’d thought frantically, to notice him that way after so much violence. I’d shaken the thought off, ashamed, but it still lingered at the edge of my mind.When Mara and Talia finally stopped hovering, I found my way to his rooms.The door was cracked, candlelight spilling across stone. He sat shirtless on a low bench, his broad back turned towar

  • To Love The Hunters Daughter    Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Fight

    RafeThe hours between morning and dusk crawled like wounded prey, every minute weighted with the waiting.I went through the rituals in silence — plunging my hands into a barrel of freezing water, scrubbing until my skin went numb, tracing protective runes on my forearms with a ragged piece of chalk. The war paint felt heavy on my face as it dried, a mask to hide the fear I could never show.Nothing stilled the storm.Calder had challenged me.And he had done it over her.The pack was gathering before the sun had even begun to sink, eager, tense, hungry for blood. I could taste their excitement on the air, sharp and metallic.I stepped into the ring as the sun bled its final colors across the courtyard. Cassian stood off to one side, arms crossed, his face carved from granite, but there was worry behind his eyes.Don’t let this break you, he thought, and I felt the echo in our bond.

  • To Love The Hunters Daughter   Chapter Twenty Seven: The Challenge

    RafeThe morning air bit at my skin, sharp and bracing, the kind of chill that sharpened the mind as much as it sharpened the body. The courtyard was waking, wolves gathering to train, their breath steaming like smoke in the pale dawn light.I liked mornings like this. No politics. No whispers. Just movement, sweat, the clear discipline of the fight.Cassian stood across from me, his stance loose but ready. We’d sparred a thousand times, but there was an edge today — something tight in his shoulders that matched the warning prickle crawling across my spine.“Ready?” he called, flexing one hand, rolling out his neck.I nodded, settling low, and lunged. We moved fast, fluid, a blur of strikes and counterstrikes, our feet pounding the packed earth. He clipped my ribs with a quick jab; I turned and caught him in the chest with a flat-palm shove that sent him stumbling back.The wolves watching ba

  • To Love The Hunters Daughter   Chapter Twenty-Six: Into The Pack

    EvelynThe morning sunlight was harsh, stabbing at the edges of my skull like little knives. I winced as I rolled over, groaning. Apparently, Mara hadn’t exaggerated about that drink being “stronger than what humans could handle.”Still, when I thought back to the river — to laughing until my sides hurt, to opening up to Rafe in the quiet of my room — I didn’t regret a thing.I dragged myself up and washed, taming my hair into a loose braid before stepping out. The corridors felt different now. Less threatening. Familiar faces passed me in the halls, and though not everyone smiled, the suspicion in their eyes had eased.Mara found me before I could even think about hiding.“There you are!” she barked. “You’re helping today.”I blinked at her. “Helping with what?”Talia stepped up behind her, smirking. “The usual boring pack business. Unless you’d rather stay in bed, princess?”I snorted. “No, I’d rather be useful.”“Good.” Mara shoved a basket of supplies at me. “Let’s go.”We spent t

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    EvelynThe day dawned soft and bright, the kind of morning that practically begged to be spent outside instead of locked behind stone walls. I’d been looking forward to it since Mara and Talia cornered me two days ago, insisting we deserved a girls’ day.Mara was right on schedule, pounding on my door like a battering ram. “Up, princess!” she called, laughter already in her voice. “The river is waiting!”I groaned into my pillow, but couldn’t help smiling. “I’m coming!” I called back, stretching every muscle that still felt sore from training.When I stepped out, Mara and Talia were already waiting with mischievous grins and a basket that smelled of bread, cheese, fruit — and, as I’d soon learn, trouble.“You look half awake,” Talia teased, handing me a fresh roll.I bit into it gratefully. “You’re lucky I agreed to this.

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