All Chapters of The Wolf Hunter's Daughter : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

MagnusThe thumping, whirring sound of the approaching helicopter grew louder. I peered at the black speck against the gray, cloudy sky for a second before I joined Alpha Cedric in the car. We sped, tires squealing towards the main gate of the facility.The delivery van was inside, blood-spattered doors flung open wide. Screams and snarls rose over the blaring alarms. No time to waste. I scaled the high wall in my Lycan form. The team followed. “To the main building!” I shouted commands.Armed guards peeled out of the entrance, weapons raised. The wolves attacked with vicious intent. There would be no mercy. We ripped through them, biting, tearing. Their weapons were useless against a pack of enraged wolves.Inside the main entrance, we split up, killing those who dared to stop us. The corridors rang with death cries. A flash of light. Burning pain exploded in my left shoulder. Snarling, I turned to find my attacker. His eyes grew saucer-like when I faced him. Discarding the weapon

ErinaAfter I peeled off the bills to pay the burly captain of the fishing trawler, the driver wished me well and left.“Now you hide yourself in the cabin, Miss. I don’t want any trouble with the men, you understand? They need to work. Can’t have them lusting after a pretty thing like yourself.” The captain, smelling of rum and sweat, hustled me inside the boat. After a stern lecture, his men barely spared me a glance, their eyes hardened and distant. He led me down narrow, creaking stairs to a cabin that reeked of fish and stale cigarette smoke, thick enough to make me gag.“It’s not much, but it will have to do.” He eyed me up and down. “Three days. Think you can stand it?”“I’ll be fine.” I managed a weak smile.Wrapped in Magnus’ coat, his lingering scent offering comfort to my anxious mind, I lay on the narrow bunk after the captain left. It was dark and cramped inside, but I have been in worse situations. This was it. I was on my own.A cold knot of fear tightened in my stomac

ErinaI went into the gaudy woman’s apartment against my better judgment. But it was already late, and I would kill for a place to shower and sleep. I followed her into the living area, which looked decent enough but had a lingering smell of cigarettes and something I was unfamiliar with. She did not invite me to be seated, and so we stood, intently observing each other. I haven’t eaten properly, and my stomach protested much to my embarrassment.“I have some money, not much,” I confessed. “But I just need to clean up and have a place to sleep. Just for a few hours. I’ll be gone by morning.” If she could throw in a good meal, I would be grateful.She inclined her head to measure me. “And where do you want to go, honey? Let’s see how much money you have.” She held out her hand. There was a ring on every finger except her thumb.I took out the small wad of cash and held it out to her. “I have to go to Chaumont by bus or by train.”She shook her head and took all the money. “I’m afraid t

MagnusI will bring her back. Did she think she could escape me? I promised I would always find her. Even if I had to burn the world down.I strode down the bustling corridors to the throne room. There would be hell to pay for the person who helped her get away. I took my place on my throne of bones. Ignatius’ bones have yet to decorate my throne. He was still being picked clean by the ravens and other scavengers. Soon Anderson will join him. Although he claimed to have saved my life, he still needed to pay for his atrocities against my kind. It was only fair.They filled the throne room with their anxiety and hushed whispers. I didn’t waste time.“If any of you know who helped Erina Saul leave Black Rock, speak now.” I let my eyes scan the group, drivers, servants, cooks and Gisela. “Anyone?” A heavy silence descended over them. No one dared to speak up.“I will reward the person handsomely,” I added. They feared me, as they should, but I have always been fair. Whispered conversation

MagnusThere was a manhunt out for Erina and the man who took her from me. My soldiers searched every pack, every village for her and found nothing. Erik stubbornly stuck to his story that he didn’t know where she could have gone. Even though I believed him, I tried to probe his mind but failed. I had lost that ability along with my immortality. The beast was dying. I was dying without my mate.I was planning to leave Black Rock in search of her, and I remembered Ignatius had an estate in France. When I asked Erik about it, he said his father owned several properties.“Then you will take me to them, Erik,” I told him. “Erina belongs here with me, and I won’t rest until I find her.”“She told me she didn’t want to be found.” Erik brushed my hand off. “I know what you did, Magnus. How could you be so selfish?”“Perhaps I am selfish. But I had her first. I couldn’t let her go, Erik.” I didn’t expect him to understand what I felt for Erina.He huffed. “I thought you were better. But I see