Semua Bab The Wolf Hunter's Daughter : Bab 201 - Bab 210

ErinaThe day we left the Crescent pack, I thought Magnus and I would be alone in the car. I wanted answers. To know where I stood, what he planned to do about Elise and how the witch figured into all of it. But no, the red-haired witch was ever present, watching us with those weird silver eyes and an evil little smirk tugging at her lips.On the drive back to Black Rock Castle, we hardly spoke. Dressed in his signature black suit, beard neatly trimmed and his long hair slicked back and fastened, he was once more the Lycan king I knew, cold and aloof. Barking out orders on his phone, stern features matched his demanding tone. He was all business while I sat wedged between him and the Scarlet Witch. Being so close to her made me uncomfortable. I missed the spaciousness of the limo.God knows, I would’ve preferred Elise to be in the car with us, but she was in custody. My poor brother was in a state, and I felt for him, but Elise brought this on herself. We could only hope Magnus would

MagnusErina ran out of my study like hell and all the devil’s hounds were after her. Sabelle. She did something — performed a spell because the room reeked of sulfur and bitter herbs. I saw her with Erina, but I couldn’t hear what they were saying, couldn’t move. The moment she left, the spell broke, and I turned on the witch.“What did you do to her, witch?” There was no way I could trust her. She deceived and manipulated me into bringing her to my castle. Mine! Whatever claim she thinks she has, she’d better get it out of her devious mind.“Told her the truth, Nephew.” She answered with that maddening smug smile. Her direct stare locked with mine. She never backed down, never flinched.Gods, I wanted to strangle her! I almost forgot she could read my fucking mind like a goddamned cheap magazine.She giggled. “Tsk, tsk. Don’t get any silly ideas. Go to your little mate. She needs you.” She let her fingers spider down my chest. “Poor thing. I might have shocked her.”I pushed her asi

MagnusBefore dawn, I jogged over to the training grounds, needing to keep fit, now that I was mortal. I was still stronger than most, being a Lycan, but it didn’t hurt to train to stay on top of my game. Hein and Eric were training with the warriors. I watched them for a while, especially young Eric. His strength and agility were impressive. He had the advantage of having been trained by his father, and that intensified his werewolf abilities. He was getting stronger, too. Ripped. But his audacity still pissed me off that he thought he could challenge me. What a fool wouldn’t do for love. I smirked because I was one of those fools.They stopped their training and bared their necks to me. Hein came over to me. “My king? Do you want to take over the training?”“No, Hein. I came to get a sparring partner. You can proceed.” I waved Eric over. “Come. Let’s see what you’re made of, young Saul.” My neck cracked loudly, followed by my knuckles. I did some stretching.Eric frowned. He wiped a

ErinaWith a wicked grin, he sucked a nipple into his mouth and pinched the other one between his thumb and forefinger, teasing and rolling it while sucking on the other.Low, needy moans rolled off my tongue. I could cum just from him sucking on my breasts. My hand slipped between my thighs. He caught my wrist.“Naughty, naughty, huntress,” he teased. “That pussy is mine to touch, to fuck.” His voice was sin cloaked in velvet.I was getting desperate for relief. “Magnus… God…” If he didn’t let me cum soon, I would combust.He gave me a quick peck on my lips, and then he went down on me, bunching my nightdress over my thighs. He spread my legs wider to accommodate his broad shoulders. I felt stretched to my limits, gripping the edges of my chair to keep my balance. “No panties,” he chuckled darkly, looking up between my thighs with a sly smile. “Good girl.”The sudden warmth of his breath on my sensitive clit sent a jolt through me. I bucked against his mouth, and he licked me open

ErinaThe days went by too fast and yet, not fast enough. I hardly saw Magnus. He came in late when I was already asleep and left before I woke. It felt as if he were evading me, but I berated myself for being so needy. He was a busy man. We both were.He was in countless meetings, and I went through do’s and don’ts with the elders. How to sit, how to stand, how to address ranked wolves. What to wear. The lists were endless. Never had I received so much attention from the elders, the servants and the other ranked wolves. They treated me with the necessary respect, but every so often I was gently reminded that I was only there because of Magnus. That I didn’t have any actual worth. Neither as a queen nor as a member of the pack. It didn’t matter that I was growing Magnus’ heir in my womb.I needed to be grateful for every breath I took.Magnus had a designer flown in from Italy to design my wedding dress. The jealous stares, the whispers behind hands, I tried to ignore it, but it was h