All Chapters of The Wolf Hunter's Daughter : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Magnus I woke with a head that was pounding as if someone had taken a hammer to it. There was a weight on my chest, hair in my face and a familiar scent in the room. It reeked of sex and bourbon.“What the hell…” Glaring sunlight streamed into the room. Too bright. Groaning, I pushed the weight off my chest.The weight turned out to be a woman, blonde, naked and asleep. Next to her, Erik lay stark naked on his back, snoring like a field worker in midsummer. My head was splitting. I got off the bed, stumbled over empty bottles of bourbon towards the window.“Where the fuck are we?” I closed the curtains quickly and leaned my head against the cold wall, needing some relief.I struggled to remember what happened after we left the Chaumont house. There was only the grief I felt at seeing the site where Ignatius buried Victoria. Buried her like a dead dog underneath an oak tree. I saw it in his memories that day when I probed his mind. If I could resurrect him to kill him again, I would.

MagnusA tense silence descended in the interior of the limo after I received the text from Hein. The only sound was the powerful roar of the motor that mirrored the pounding of my heart in my head. Soon I will have Erina in my arms again. The driver couldn’t drive fast enough. Erik looked at me with eyes full of concern. “Magnus…”“Goddammit, Erik. I will not hurt her. How many times must I tell you; I LOVE her? I couldn’t hurt her even if I tried.” I reached to get a drink but remembered I had finished all of it. Disappointed, I sank back against the soft leather.“If that text was from Hein, he got to her first.” Erik remarked.“Yes! I know that,” I snapped. “He disregarded my order to stay at the castle.”“Why didn’t he take her back to the castle then?” Erik mused.“I guess I will ask him when I see him.” My tone dripped with viciousness. Hein would explain himself while I stripped the flesh from his back. If he so much as touched her…“It’s strange…” Erik mused, chewing on hi

MagnusAnother man. A human. Was this history repeating itself? I left Hein’s quarters and shuffled through the castle grounds like a blind man, cobblestones scraping against my boots. She was happy, Daphne said, her words echoing in my mind. And left me to suffer alone. Didn’t I give her everything she asked of me? I gave her my heart, and she trampled all over it, grounding it to dust. She asked for my fidelity, and what did she do? Run to another man. Just like her mother.If this were the fulfillment of the prophecy, well, congratulations. Well done. I was dead inside. A living corpse. Erik said she would come back to me if I let her choose. Why would she? I used her. I took everything from her, her virginity, her freedom, her soulmate… Ignatius was right, the bastard. She fulfilled her destiny.A soft hand on my arm brought me out of my reverie. It was Elise. She brought with her the sweet scent of spring blossoms, a cruel reminder of a new life. A life without Erina.“What do yo

It’s been a week since we left Burgundy, and Yves was in no hurry to return to his vineyard. He said his manager has everything under control when I asked. We went to the opera house, the palace, acting like tourists. It was wonderful. I have never experienced so many places and seen so many interesting things in my entire existence. The stories of the rich and famous, although interesting, I yearned for a simple life.“You shouldn’t spend so much money on me, Yves. I don’t deserve it.” I felt guilty. He made such an effort to make me happy, and there I was thinking of ways to leave him.“Baby, you deserve more. Being with you is worth every cent.” We were walking along the beach, sipping on sodas, watching the crowds worshipping the sun underneath their beach umbrellas.“Do you love this guy, the baby’s daddy?” he asked unexpectedly.I looked at him but couldn’t see his eyes because of the dark sunglasses he wore. “Why? Is it important?”“Yeah, I was wondering. Did he hurt you? Is th

ErinaI was in shock. This can’t be happening to me again. Oh, my God… This was how betrayal felt. I was shaking, sitting there on the cold tile floor, my heart pulsing in my throat.Stupid, stupid girl! How could I let myself be deceived like this? I trusted him! Oh God! I let him use me like… like a whore. I muffled my strangled cries with the towel as best I could.“Erina? You in there?” Yves knocked on the bathroom door. The sound vibrated through my spine.Swallowed my tears and counted to ten before I trusted myself to answer. “Y-yes, I’ll be out in a minute.” How could I look at him and not scream?“Okay, babe. Is everything alright?” His voice- so sweet, so warm- made me want to throw up.“Yeah, I’m fine.” No, you bastard, nothing is alright!I got to my feet, holding on to the walls for support. Tried to steady my ragged breathing, the thumping of my heart. I went to splash water on my face and saw my eyes wide with terror. No, no, I cannot let him see me like this. Pull your