Semua Bab To Love The Hunters Daughter: Bab 51 - Bab 57

EvelynThe forest felt heavier with each step I took, as if the trees themselves knew I shouldn’t be here. My satchel knocked lightly against my hip, the few things I’d managed to stuff inside barely enough for more than a day. I didn’t need more. I wasn’t running away for good. I just needed enough time to make things right.Rafe would discover I was gone soon. The thought twisted in my chest like a blade. I could already picture his expression when he realized—the anger, the panic, the hurt. He had told me, with that steady voice of his, that he would protect me with everything he had. But that was the problem. He would give too much. And this pack, his pack, had already bled enough because of my father.I wasn’t afraid for myself. I was afraid for them.I quickened my pace, pulling my cloak tighter around me as the evening wind slipped between the trees. Rafe believed in me, but I couldn’t shake the guilt of knowing what my bloodline had cost his people. I couldn’t watch them suffe

EvelynThe world seemed to slow as Cole guided me down the narrow stone path toward the Hunter compound. The crunch of gravel beneath my boots was achingly familiar, every step dragging me back into a childhood I thought I’d left behind. My throat tightened. The walls, the worn wooden gates, the looming towers—it hadn’t changed at all.Whispers rippled through the air like snakes.“She’s here?”“Where could she have gone?”“She looks different.”“Do you think the wolves had her?”Their stares pierced me as though I were some ghost returned from the dead. My palms dampened, every instinct screaming to run, but Cole’s firm hand at my back kept me moving forward.This place had raised me. These walls had been both my prison and my sanctuary. Now, walking them again, I couldn’t decide if I was coming home or walking straight into a cage. My chest tightened, a war raging inside me—part of me wanted to shrink back into the girl I had once been here, but another part, the part that had fough

EvelynThe world blurred as they dragged me down the narrow hall. My arms were bound, their grip bruising, but none of it hurt as much as the look on my father’s face when he turned away. Cold. Final. Like I wasn’t his daughter anymore—just another enemy.The cell they threw me into was nothing more than stone and shadows. The door slammed shut, iron biting into wood as the lock clanged into place. The sound echoed like a verdict. I stumbled to the floor, catching myself with trembling hands before the tears could follow.It smelled of damp earth and rust in here. The air was cold, seeping through the cracks, making me shiver. The walls wept with moisture, leaving dark streaks along the stone. Somewhere in the corner, water dripped in a steady rhythm, slow and merciless, like the ticking of a clock. I pressed my back to the wall and drew in a sharp breath, but it only filled my lungs with bitterness. This wasn’t home. Not anymore.I thought I’d prepared myself for his hatred. I though

RafeThe war table mocked me.Maps spread across the wood, their ink smudged from the sweat of my palms. Patrol routes. Guard rotations. Crude sketches of the Vale compound. I had gone over them so many times I could see them with my eyes closed. None of it mattered—because all the plans in the world couldn’t tell me if Evelyn was still alive.I pressed both hands against the table until the wood groaned beneath my weight. My head pounded from days of exhaustion I couldn't shake. The stubble on my jaw itched from days unshaven, but I hadn’t spared a second to care. Sleep was a stranger. When I closed my eyes, I saw her. Food sat untouched on trays, cold and rotting in the corners of the room. My wolf snarled inside me, restless, pacing, demanding action, while the human half of me clung to reason.She was in their hands. And I was here. Helpless.“You’re killing yourself.”Cassian’s voice broke the silence. I hadn’t heard him enter.I didn’t look up at first, but when I did, I caught