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All Chapters of Dawn of the Hunters: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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RHETT Like all the rooms, this one was no different. Dark and musty. Only this room held a fireplace, the only thing that cast light around the room, shadows flickered on the walls from the flames that danced in the small opening. It wasn’t unusually cold, especially for a shifter. So, the need for a fire to be burning escaped me. A wing-backed chair sat in front of the mantel, and I could just make out a figure slumped in the leather seat shrouded by the shadows. My nose twitched as I scented the air, my senses had become acutely stronger these past few days. Picking up a smell that reminded me of the chamber in the tree. It was a smell of sickness that lingered in the air accompanied by death that hovered waiting to claim its victim. I looked at Finn and Mason, who both wore knitted brows and gave me a knowing luck. They too had picked up on the unhealthy stench in the air. “Olly,” Petra gently calls his name, placing a hand on his shoulder tenderly. The wolf in the chair adjus

Chapter 42 – Beyond a Lycan

Dawn of the Hunters/Jwgstout

LENEVE It was pouring down rain. In the distance, I could see the chard remains of the Tree of Life. It burned all day and night, the flames only going out once the rain had come. Absently I lift my hand to my neck, feeling the mark that now rested there. Was I happy I had been fully claimed? Yes. It’s what I wanted. Except did Rhett only do it to save my life? If I hadn’t swallowed the poison that almost killed me, would he have claimed me? The little voice in my head said no. It was his beast that had given me his mark, not Rhett. At least now I knew why he hadn’t wanted to mark me. He had been wronged and it had left a nasty taste in his mouth. It made me feel slightly better knowing it wasn’t me but something else that had turned him off from the idea of marking a mate. Since I had recovered from healing Oliver, my mind had been in a fog. I was still a little pale and shaky. The dark magic I had siphoned was powerful, beyond what I could fathom and beyond my own powers. It was

Chapter 43 – Dawn of the Hunters

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RHETT I was acutely aware of everything Leneve. I could sense her presence. Where she was, what her current mood was, and how her scent had changed. It still oozed maple sweetness with that earthy undertone, but it was now mixed with something more masculine. A scent that was familiar to me because it was mine. I picked up on Leneve’s current disposition of uncertainty. She was just as unsure about me marking her as I was. I knew why I had my hesitations, but I was unsure of hers. I thought this was what she wanted. I thought she would be happy that I had claimed and mated her. Instead, she had sulked off and wandered down the road as changelings had begun to bring up trunks full of weapons Senko had fashioned when he was still alive. “Milo,” I call to the head changeling. “Follow Leneve. You say you are bound to her. Well, it’s now your duty to guard her. Make sure she is okay.” Milo opens his mouth, the changeling reluctant to say something but does anyway. “Isn’t she your mate,

Chapter 44 – Yin and Yang

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LENEVE Like a goddess, a vision of pureness and all that is good stood the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Almost white, her hair fell in curls down her shoulders, and her violet eyes gleamed with powerful magic. Our eyes met and a connection formed. My dark magic reached out toward her, and I felt the pureness of hers seek me. Like kindred spirits, invisible threads wrapped around each other. Like long lost friends our magic twined and embraced one another. A puff of air left my mouth as I felt her mind probe mine. I saw the confusion in the light witch's eyes as if it had taken her by surprise too. The dark-skinned wolf with long black hair by her side growled. I could see him look between us as his eyes began to shine a beautiful golden color, then turning black. Just like Rhett’s the dark eyes held a flash of white in the center and I knew he was one of the Queens four knights. The tension in the room became thick, our magic stifling the air and the worry of her mate and

Chapter 45 – Out of Place

Dawn of the Hunters/Jwgstout

LENEVE I made my excuses and left Morgan's suite, finding myself in the same room I had stayed in before. Across the hall from Nero and Nolt. For some time, I lay on the floor staring up at the blank white canvas of the ceiling. I had never had to think about so much so hard. The white witch, Morgan, needed me to help cast a stone from blood. One that would be placed in the dagger. Then Rhett had to stab a man, not just any man but his best friend and Alpha through the heart because it's what was foretold. All that to tear open a veil between realms. Something was missing from the plan. I just couldn’t put my finger on it at the moment. Maybe tomorrow when all parties are present, I will have a better idea of what is meant to happen and how. I was definitely a willing participant. I said I would help Rhett bring Queen Lamia home in any way I could. And I will. I hear the laughter of Nero and Nolt accompanied by the sound of female giggling. I smiled to myself, noting they had fou

Chapter 46 – A Circle of Magic

Dawn of the Hunters/Jwgstout

RHETT “The blood moon is in two days.” I give Travis a painful look and raise my sword, ready to spar again. “Don’t remind me,” I say, twisting to the side as he plunges his weapon towards me. I spin, knocking his back with my shoulder. “Rhett, it must be done.” Travis turns with a sweeping motion, his leg catching mine. I fall to the floor, dust licking the air from the heaviness of my body. “How are you okay with what I’m meant to do?” I stand back up dropping my guard because I don’t feel like sparring anymore. “Seriously, I can’t do it. There is no way I can stab you in the heart.” “I rather it be you than anyone else.” He tells me honestly, now dropping his sword to his side. “Well, that’s the catch. No one else can hold the dagger. So, if I don’t, no one will.” Well, no one but Travis, my thoughts take me back to the way he easily held the dagger, unlike Oliver. It sounds so good in my head. If I refused what was said to be my destiny, then there’s no way it could happen.

Chapter 47 – The Details

Dawn of the Hunters/Jwgstout

LENEVE The two young pups were taken from the room by an older female werebear, leaving the grownups to sit and talk. Platters of food were brought to the table along with juice and water. My surrounding company began to pile their plates high, mates making up plates for their females. In our Clan, it was every Lycan for themselves. I can’t remember once when my father fed my mother, never mind making up a plate for her. She would probably slap it out of his hand thinking it was poisoned if he did. “You need to eat,” Rhett whispers in my ear, grabbing my folded hands beneath the table. “I lost my appetite.” I lie. A low unhappy growl emanates from Rhett. I turn my head to look at him, only to see those green eyes staring at me intensely. The look sets off a tingling sensation throughout my body, remembering the way he looked at me last night as he made love to me. “Fine.” I concede when he doesn’t let up and reach for the tongues to grab some bacon. I thought it was going to be a

Chapter 48 – A New Stone

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RHETT I spent the rest of the morning with Leneve and Angelica, watching as they played and laughed. So many new feelings were surfacing, and I hoped this would be a new normal I would be navigating in the near future. Two weeks ago, if someone had told me that I was Lycan, not half-wolf and there was a beast hidden inside me. I wouldn’t have believed them. If someone had told me I would meet a second chance mate, one I didn’t want, and one I would end up falling for more with each passing day; I would have laughed and told them to take a hike. Yet here I sat on the damp grass watching the two females who held my heart play chase. Leneve was genuine with her reactions; she wore her heart on her sleeve, and I’ve noticed she doesn’t hide her emotions well. So, the way her face lit up when Angelica smiled, made me smile. I caught myself as my lips curled up and my changing expression froze. I can’t remember the last time I smiled. The last time I enjoyed a moment in the day. Minus whe

Chapter 49 – Pack of Hunters

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RHETT My hand gently splays across Leneve’s naked body, coming to rest on the flat of her stomach. The tips of my fingers flex where a child, my child, grows inside her. By any nature’s law, it would be too soon to know if she was indeed pregnant. However, I had learned not to question Morgan’s knowledge over the years, so I knew it was true. Leneve would bear our child and this child would grow up with both of its parents. They would know love unconditionally and they would have a sister who I had no doubt would spoil their sibling. In the exact way, I looked after Ria, this child would have an elder sister who would do the same. “Untie me, Rhett.” “Not yet,” I mumble to Leneve, my thoughts still on the life we created. I had made good on my promise. Leneve was still bound to my bed, a beautiful mess lying in a puddle of her own mess. I had made her shake and shudder, her body convulsing with orgasm after orgasm until it was me who couldn’t stand to hear her beg. Until I gave in a

Chapter 50 - Tension and Intent

Dawn of the Hunters/Jwgstout

RHETT Like a black cloud tension hung in the air. MacTire palace grounds and its people were eerily and unusually quiet than normal. The atmosphere was thick with a forlorn vibe that passed from one shifter to another. It was no longer a secret what was going to happen once the moon rose tonight. Whispers could be heard, the warriors gossiped, and the palace keepers mumbled protests under their breath. No one was happy about the deed I was meant to perform tonight. Least of all me. I thought I could keep my mind off the pending events by ignoring them. It had worked up until now. “Damn, I bet you are the most hated shifter in MacTire right now,” Mason says with a mocking tone. I shoot him an annoyed glance as we make our way to the training grounds. I thought maybe some light sparing would keep my mind focused on something other than stabbing my best friend. “He probably is.” My smile is weak as Tawny struts across the field in our direction. “I mean shit, Travis is loved by every

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