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Chapter Twenty-Two: Fractures and Foundations

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Evelyn

I stood outside Rafe’s door, heart pounding so hard it felt like it might shake me apart. The bond thrummed in my veins, a steady, magnetic tug that made me want to reach for him — even if everything between us felt jagged and raw.

Before I could second-guess myself, the door opened from the inside. Rafe stood there, framed in the dim candlelight, his presence so solid and commanding it stole my breath.

He took one look at me, dark eyes searching, and stepped back to let me in without a word. The moment I crossed the threshold, I felt it — the bond pulsing with a low, steady heat that made my breath catch.

He moved to the window, half-lit by the moon, the harsh lines of his face etched with exhaustion and a guarded wariness.

His room felt like stepping into him. The air was heavy with his scent — cedar and smoke and something deep and wild, wrapping around me like a second skin. It was almost

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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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    RafeEvelyn’s scent still clung to my skin long after she’d slipped from my arms. Moonlight poured across the empty space where she’d been, mocking me with its cold purity while I burned.I stood there, fists clenched, replaying every second of her lips on mine — the way she’d gone pliant beneath me, the startled gasp when my hand closed around her throat, the taste of her tongue, warm and sweet and defiant.I had nearly lost myself. Nearly taken her right there, against the door, on the floor, wherever I could hold her tight enough that she’d never leave me again. It was a dangerous thing, this bond — wrapping around my ribs, coiling through my veins, tightening like an iron snare whenever she was near.Even now, I could still feel her on my tongue, a ghost of sweetness that made me half-mad. Her scent, soft and feminine and undeniably hers, was woven through my clothes, steeped in my skin.Damn it.A savage need rolled through me, clawing at every ounce of control I’d fought so hard

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    EvelynHis mouth brushed against mine, barely a breath of contact, but the bond pulsed so hard it nearly buckled my knees. Before I could pull away, before I could even draw a sane thought, Rafe closed the distance in a single, hungry sweep.His lips crashed into mine — fierce, demanding, tasting of heat and unspoken promises. One big hand came up to cradle my jaw, tilting my head, taking me deeper. It wasn’t a question; it was a claiming.My body lit up, nerves crackling like live wires, every inch of me drawn to him. His other arm circled around my waist, pinning me against the solid wall of his chest, making me feel small, breakable — and safe all at once.I gasped, and he took advantage instantly, sweeping inside with his tongue, rough and possessive. His other hand came up, huge and callused, wrapping around my throat with a delicious pressure that sent a shiver straight to my core.He didn’t s

  • To Love The Hunters Daughter   Chapter Twenty-Four: The Gathering Storm

    RafeEvelyn’s scent still clung to my skin long after she’d slipped from my arms. Moonlight poured across the empty space where she’d been, mocking me with its cold purity while I burned.I stood there, fists clenched, replaying every second of her lips on mine — the way she’d gone pliant beneath me, the startled gasp when my hand closed around her throat, the taste of her tongue, warm and sweet and defiant.I had nearly lost myself. Nearly taken her right there, against the door, on the floor, wherever I could hold her tight enough that she’d never leave me again. It was a dangerous thing, this bond — wrapping around my ribs, coiling through my veins, tightening like an iron snare whenever she was near.Even now, I could still feel her on my tongue, a ghost of sweetness that made me half-mad. Her scent, soft and feminine and undeniably hers, was woven through my clothes, steeped in my sk

  • To Love The Hunters Daughter   Chapter Twenty-Five: A River’s Escape

    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.

  • To Love The Hunters Daughter   Chapter Twenty-Two: Fractures and Foundations

    EvelynI stood outside Rafe’s door, heart pounding so hard it felt like it might shake me apart. The bond thrummed in my veins, a steady, magnetic tug that made me want to reach for him — even if everything between us felt jagged and raw.Before I could second-guess myself, the door opened from the inside. Rafe stood there, framed in the dim candlelight, his presence so solid and commanding it stole my breath.He took one look at me, dark eyes searching, and stepped back to let me in without a word. The moment I crossed the threshold, I felt it — the bond pulsing with a low, steady heat that made my breath catch.He moved to the window, half-lit by the moon, the harsh lines of his face etched with exhaustion and a guarded wariness.His room felt like stepping into him. The air was heavy with his scent — cedar and smoke and something deep and wild, wrapping around me like a second skin. It was almost

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