All Chapters of The Wolf Hunter's Daughter : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

MagnusGisela muttered under her breath what an irresponsible, reckless man she had raised, angrily banging about in her tiny kitchen. Every clang and bang punctuated her disappointment in my actions. I went into her bedroom, where Erik lay propped up on a collection of colorful pillows.“Magnus.” He gave me a half-smile. “I knew you would come.”I stood at his bedside, looking at a younger version of Ignatius, and I had to remind myself that they were not the same person. “About time I relieved Gisela from pampering you.” No matter how many scents she burned and how many herbs and plants there were in the room, nothing could mask the scent of despair hanging about the young man. “Your legs aren’t healing. Erina asked me to take you to the hospital, but I have a better solution.”His pale blue eyes looked sunken in his pale face. “Have you come to put me out of my misery?”“Now why would I ask Gisela to nurse you back to health just to end your life, Erik? It makes no sense.”“Then wh

MagnusEarly the next morning, I summoned my mistresses to the throne room, wanting to speak to them alone. During the night, I made my decision. While she lay sleeping in my arms, a serene smile curving her kiss-swollen lips, I had lain awake, my thoughts in turmoil. Erina had made her point. I had been selfish, denying my mistresses a future just because I was lonely. I brought them to my castle to fill the void I had in my chest. But no matter how many women I took to my bed, no one could take away that emptiness. Until now. With Erina, I felt complete. Yes, another selfish act on my part, denying her, her soulmate. She will forget about him over time. I needed her. Couldn’t bear not to have her. Her scent was the only thing that calmed the beast. Having her close to my heart had the stone lump beating again.The four of them walked into the throne room, bringing with them the cloying scent of fear and uncertainty. They had the right to be afraid. Haven’t I warned them to leave Eri

Hein“Where are you going to?” Daphne asked when I was busy getting ready. She was naked in my bed after a night of serious fucking. I haven’t secured her yet, and I was still deciding what to do with her after I left. Leaving her alone in my quarters wasn’t an option because I didn’t trust her.I tried to get Erina off my mind by having sex with Daphne. It was only a distraction because it didn’t satisfy my wolf. He wanted what we both couldn’t have – Erina.Fucking Daphne was like fighting a war; it was exhausting, left you bloody and wounded with no winners. There was no love between us. She hated me with her entire being, but her body craved mine. It was like she was starved for physical touch, this wild thing, although she would rather cut off her own tongue than to own up to it.Rather than submit to a gentle touch, she needed pain to get her off. She would bite, scratch and kick to get a reaction out of me and I didn’t want to hurt her, but I failed every time. The look on her

The crowd parted for him, scurried away from his dark countenance, not wanting to be in the path of his wrath. They hurried away, leaving the three of us in the hallway.“What are you doing here, Elise? Are you stirring trouble?” His deep voice filled the space. “Erina? Where have you been?”Elise cast a murderous glance my way, but she dropped her head, acknowledging him. “My king, I was congratulating Erina on her success.” Her voice held a sharp edge that was unmistakable and reckless.“Go back to your quarters, Elise.” His voice softened as he touched her shoulder. “Do not make this hard on yourself.”Her eyes filled with tears when she looked up at him. “Have you never loved me, Magnus?” she asked, a desperate whisper.His sigh was a soft breeze. “Elise, don’t ask me to lie. You matter to me. But you know that.” he stroked the rogue hair from her flushed cheeks. She rested her dark head on his chest and closed her eyes for a few moments.I felt like an intruder watching the two o

MagnusGisela mind linked me to tell me that the boy had completed his transformation. I found it strange that he had transformed so quickly and that his sister still hadn’t. It was possible that the wolfsbane in her system had interfered with the transformation. But on my way to Gisela’s quarters, I found myself in the dungeon as if pulled by an invisible force to Ignatius’ cell.“Have you finally come to end me, Magnus?” He looked weaker than a few days ago, scarcely recognizable as the hunter I knew. His hair and beard were long and grimy, pale blue eyes hollowed and sunken in their sockets.“Soon, Ignatius. The packs are howling for your execution. I cannot deny them much longer.” I fought the urge to probe his mind. The longing to see Victoria’s image one last time was like a drug in my system. But I had to fight it, for my sake of sanity.He hobbled over to the bars, clutching them with dirt-covered hands to steady himself. “Then get it over with, demon. May you burn in hell for