All Chapters of The Viking's Mate Hunt : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Eir`s POV. I’ve just been stumbling around here on this little island for a while, sulking and hurting. That all changed now; I felt more anger than hurt. I had no idea what was happening with Toke; I refuse to believe Fury accepts this behavior. One thing is that he thinks he can treat me like I'm an object, a thing he owns. Speak to me like I’m a child who doesn't understand what is going on around me or is even able to make my own decisions. He turned to rage and force. Thinking back, I still unconsciously folded my arms around myself, feeling the aching wounds on my upper arms. His claws had cut into me and pierced my skin. I had jelled and cried for him to stop, but it was like he didn't even notice or care. I’m no longer sure which apply anymore. Despite my anger towards Toke, I just wanted him to snap back. Go back in time and be the same as he was, but as the first day passed and the second. I got a feeling that would never happen. Arcane protected me that time, and he made i

Tew´s POV. I had to hand it to the council; they arrived the moment they got the message. However, it didn’t change the outcome. She was gone, and so was that so-called alpha. My men and I had searched each cabin and hut, and she was nowhere to be found. I even went through that old maiden prison, but it was nothing like I had expected it to be. I knew the Vikings had a long tradition of retrieving girls from the other planet; it even went so deep now they had an official agreement with their government. They always left with their carriage filled with precious metals that other worlds valued so highly; in return, they got a stack of papers. The girls they had decided their world would not miss. I went through their storage of files, and in the beginning, it was misfits and girls without families or many friends. Girls and young women, they figured, would not be missed or searched for. Homeless, addicted, or just plain unlucky in life. They were judged without even knowing that they

“Get me a rope!”I shouted. People were gathering around, looking. Whispers and mortified gasps. I raised a brow as I heard giggling behind me. Maya shrugged her shoulders at me and half tried to keep her laughter down. Odin, Hel, and sweet Loki, please tell me I’m not about to bring a woman with Hades´ kind of humor back to my pack! The freaking thing was a flying animal skeleton, most likely an old wild dog or maybe even a lion. With him, who knows! Flying around over our heads, coated with Hades´s black dust, and right between the legs of the skeleton, a massive whale cock was flapping back and forth over our heads. My nose wrinkled, and my lip twitched as I watched that meaty thing flap all over up there. How the hell did he even manage to attach that thing? You know what? I don’t even want to know! “Where is that rope?” A couple of the old females jumped back, looking like they would have a heart attack soon. Well, I’m not that amused by his humor all the time, mainly because

“What are you rambling about? “ “Are you a fucking Alpha maiden? It is a simple yes or no!” He kept roaring in my face, “And what the heck is that?”“Oh, you would know! It’s the whores of our stories! The females felt the mate bond to every Alpha she met until she let one mate and mark her! Is that it? It tingles between your legs every fucking time you lay eyes on an Alpha? You just drool over every single dick with rank and power?” Irritation washed over me, but then again, this was nothing new. I don’t have the number of times I’ve been called that. Whore, slut, skank, slipp´n-slide-lucy. Usually by jealous girls, but also teachers, parents, even strangers, and old flings. Occasionally, flings that never happened. It stopped hurting a long time ago because I knew it wasn’t really true. I never took direct payment for it, so I shrugged it off with that. What hurt this time was hearing it from him, Fury. I saw him lurking; his eyes flickered, but he didn’t put up a fight. I scow

“Have you lost it? You know I’m from what human world.” He only chuckled, which irritated me further. He continued eating and smiling for himself again as if he knew something he was not letting me in on. The worst part was that deep down, I hoped it was true. I hoped I had a family that actually loved me and missed me. But his claim had a considerable fault; if I belonged here, why didn’t I have a wolf? I’m still only human. I also remember that black wolf from my dreams, dreams that first started to devolve after I came here. These dreams felt so real, and I caught myself thinking about them as memories—my only memories of a happy childhood. But I also knew that was only wishes and frugal hopes. “What? Tell me the truth instead. Where are we going? “ “I never lie, well, not that often, at least! We are going to meet what I think is your family. And I really mean this, Eir, I really think these people are your family. I know you have many questions, but I don’t have all the answe