All Chapters of The Wolf Hunter's Daughter : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The night was short and restless, full of haunting memories and regrets. I missed the warmth of his body next to mine and his musky scent on my skin. But I couldn't let him back in my mind or my bed. No, I promised myself I wouldn’t.Hunger eventually forced me out of the rumpled bed and to the kitchen, where I scavenged for leftovers from last night’s feast. I ignored the questioning frowns from the omega servants as I helped myself to cold roasted meat. Besides craving meat, I knew I would find Gisela there. She and I needed to talk.While I stood at the stainless steel counter stuffing my face, the servants bustled around me, resuming their duties. Amidst the clatter of pots and pans, the whispered comments, I heard distinct voices from the scullery.“I don’t know how she could show her face after what the king did. If it were me, I would die of humiliation,” she sighed. “I feel sorry for her.”“Pfft… I don’t!” another girl sneered. “Why did he even bring her back? She ran away twi

ErinaSo arrogant. Did he think I wouldn’t do it?I danced out of his embrace. “Does she know?” I haven’t heard screaming and crying, so I guessed she didn’t.He shrugged. “She’ll find out soon enough. Come here.” He lunged at me, but I evaded his grip. His touch was too hard to resist, and I wasn’t about to give in. No matter how hard my body ached for him. No, I needed to be strong.“Where are we going?” I picked up the book I had dropped and went to put it back in its place. I needed a distraction.He was right behind me.“Everywhere,” he said. Those dark, stormy eyes pulled me in. “Why are you avoiding me, Erina?”I rolled my eyes. “Stop pretending. You know what I said.”“You won’t sleep with me. Yes, that’s fine. But we’re not going to do any sleeping, sweetheart.”I hated the way my heart reacted at his words, skipping a beat.A sharp yell escaped me when he grabbed me. He lifted me off my feet as if I were nothing and threw me over his shoulder. Holding both my legs to prevent

ErinaI loved the way his eyes narrowed, and his lips pulled into a thin line. You hurt me; I hurt you right back. When will it stop? But I knew the answer. We won’t stop until the other one is lying bleeding on the floor, begging for mercy. I won’t be the one begging. Never again. Because I am not afraid anymore and no longer that naïve girl.“Who is Yves?” Elise asked, and I barely held in the manic laughter.Yes, who was Yves? A man who used me, made me feel dirty. A dead man.I didn’t answer her. Magnus and I stared at each other. His direct gaze dared me to continue.Elise was curious. “Magnus?” She turned her adoring face to him.He removed his arm from her shoulders. “Someone whom I regret not meeting,” he told her, but his eyes were on mine.“Yes, regret is something we all share, isn’t it?” I smiled softly. Regret changed nothing.His gaze shifted to the window. The three of us sat in silence, locked in our own thoughts. Elise glanced at me often. I knew she itched to ask a t

MagnusI couldn’t undo what I had done. Erina needed to accept it. Just as she couldn’t take back what had happened in France, her involvement with Yves or with Hein. It still haunts me to think of her sleeping with them, and maybe some part of me still wasn’t sure whether the pup was mine. Who was I fooling? I wasn’t sure at all. I wanted to believe her, wanted to trust her. Yes, I was a hypocrite.It was a maddening situation. But I knew for certain Elise was carrying my heir. She’s never been with anyone else. She’s always been faithful, even if I wasn’t.Fritz coughed discreetly behind me, pulling me out of my thoughts. “You seem preoccupied, Magnus?” Fritz and I were in his drawing room to discuss his plans. “Are you having second thoughts about helping me? Or does it have to do with a certain blue-eyed beauty?” He handed me a glass of cognac in a rounded snifter.I took a whiff of the rich, woodsy aroma and peered into the golden liquid as if it held all the answers. “A bit of b

MagnusErina had locked the adjoining door, knowing I wouldn’t break it down. If it were my house, I would have. I rested my head against the door, listening for movement on the other side, pulling away only when Elise came out of the bathroom freshly showered and pampered. At least she didn’t need the servants around for that. But if it made her happy, I would let her have them.“I thought you would join me in the bathroom, Magnus. Can you at least sleep next to me tonight?” It was impossible to say no to her when she looked at me with her heart in her eyes. I should feel guilty for using her like that.“Of course.” I kissed her forehead on my way to the bathroom to wash away the haunting thoughts that tortured me. Watching Erina through the flames, dancing and laughing, swaying her hips to the rhythm of the guitars, like a gypsy. I wished we could always be like that, carefree, only me and her. But it was a pleasant dream. Dreams end when you wake up.Elise was still awake when I cl