All Chapters of The Wolf Hunter's Daughter : Chapter 271 - Chapter 279

MagnusShe’s safe. Her trembling form, a fragile weight in my arms.“You can open your eyes now, love,” I murmured, breathing in the sweet scent of her hair, a contrast to the acrid smell of death that lingered around us. Her ragged breath ghosted my skin, the frantic thump-thump of her heart a wild drum against mine. “You’re safe, my queen.”“Magnus… oh my God. I-I… can’t believe we did this.” She clung to me, shivering in my arms.I held her closer, afraid she might disappear like smoke if I let her go. “Yes, we did,” and I would deal with the repercussions later. I could only imagine what hell broke loose on the cliff. But Hein and Eric were there to deal with the chaos.“Let’s get the bloodstone and get off this cursed rock!” Aching to have her back in my castle, in our bed. We’ve been away from each other for too long.She lifted her head to look at me, her pale blue eyes wide and glistening, meeting mine. The doubt I saw there hit me like a physical blow. “I want nothing more. B

Our arrival caused an uproar. The pack gathered around us, the noise overwhelming, cheering, shouting. Flowers rained down on us as we made our way through the crowd. The sweet scent of crushed petals drifted up to us. I gaped at all the smiling faces, shining with expectation, hardly believing what I saw. Were they the same wolves who hated me not so long ago? Some actually tried to touch me, trying to get some of the blessing of the Moon Goddess. I never expected such attention. It was hysterical. Magnus had to step in to calm them down. “Alright, alright! Enough now. Give us some space. We will have a proper celebration tonight!” he had to raise his voice to be heard. “Prepare a feast to celebrate your queen’s victory. But now she needs her rest.” He lifted me in his arms, and the crowd parted to let us through, their voices following us all the way into the castle.As he carried me up the steps to our wing, I held on to his neck, burrowing my nose at the base of his throat to in

MagnusA week had passed but today was the day of reckoning. It’s been a long time coming. They thought I was their puppet, but they were wrong. I’ve built this kingdom from the ground up. From the ashes of our oppressors, from the hunters and those that wanted to study us. Everything they have, all that they were, they have me to thank for it. Me, the Lycan. And this is how they repay me? By second-guessing every choice I made?Enough.“Is everything alright, Magnus?” Erina’s sweet voice pulled me out of my dark thoughts. “You look… intense.”I turned away from the window to see her watching me, concern furrowing her perfect face.“Intense?” I scoffed. “If you say so.” Murderous was more like it.She was breathtaking in her deep blue dress, sapphires gracing her milky neck, her golden hair piled high upon her head like a crown. Soon I would place a real one on her pretty head.“Don’t frown like that,” I told her. “You’re way too gorgeous to be so serious.” I could look at her for all

MagnusI let her go. Sabelle and I had pressing matters to discuss. I promised myself to make it up to Erina later. Devil only knew why she was so angry. She was being utterly unreasonable.“Who’d you lie to, Sabelle? Me or them!” Gods help her if she lied to me. Not even carrying my child would save her then. My child. Thinking about it made bile rise in my throat. Gods! What kind of creature would she be? Devil spawn.“Lie? About what, nephew?” She lifted her brows, trying and failing miserably at innocence. The air between us crackled with tension.“Cut the crap, Sabelle! You know exactly what I mean.” My patience was wearing thin. “Did you help Erina or not!” I was putting myself out on a limb for her. Giving her a position of power, with how suspicious the wolves were of witches, it didn’t put me in a favorable light.“Mind how you speak to me, pet!” she hissed, her silver eyes turning to slits. “I didn’t lie. Not to you and not to them.” She pushed me away and strode towards the