All Chapters of A Goddess Gifted by Fate: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

Zelena.“So how are we going to handle this then?” Alyse asked, breaking the tense silence.“I have to tell Lace, I won't keep secrets from him” Nat said quickly and firmly,“No one expects you to keep secrets from your Mate, My Dear” Roe answered her.“But please keep it to only those who are close to you both, make sure they can be trusted” I said to everyone.“I trust Lace and his Beta” Nat snipped,“And everyone here trusted Artemis, look how that turned out” I snapped back. She lowered her head and went silent. I huffed and pinched the bridge of my nose. Artemis betraying Tri-Moon hasn’t really been talked about a whole lot. I know that everyone is still angry about it. But mostly there is a lot of shame and embarrassment. A lot of the pack, especially Lupus, Roe and other senior pack members, all feel an air of guilt over it.“Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that” I grunted.“No. You're right” Lupus chimed in,“We were all fooled by Artemis. Each of us needs to be very careful with

Aurora.I put the large bag on my back and started off again. I can see why Gunner was struggling, the bag is fully packed. It’s not heavy, at least not for me, but I can see myself growing tired of carrying it very quickly. This is why I travel light. Material crap just weighs you down, there is nothing you need to survive that you can’t find in nature. We switched out the bags a few times on the rest of the hike. I didn’t think that Gunner would go through my things, but it made me uneasy all the same. I stuck close each time he had my bag on his back, watching him carefully. Even still, I had to play this game, to be the nice and helpful girl. There is still a lot of information that I want to dig out of him. Letting him believe that I am on his side is the best way to do that. I offered to stop a couple of times, I offered to make some food and take his bag for longer, but Gunner refused. Almost every offer, he refused. I don’t know, maybe he was embarrassed or something. Maybe it

Aurora.I stopped running and pressed my back against a tree trunk. I held my breath and listened to the sounds through the forest. The thumping of my heart was the only thing I could hear. Not even the forest animals were risking being caught tonight. I pushed off the tree and started to run again, only to be hit in the back and pushed to the ground. I rolled over and came face to face with a large set of razor sharp teeth. I pulled my knees up to my chest and planted my feet on its stomach. I pushed hard with my legs, sending the beast flying through the air and slamming into a tree. As I jumped to my feet and glared at the large wolf, I had to pause. This one was smaller, and a darker shade of grey. It's not Gunner. Gunner’s beast is huge, and his fur is a silky silver. Who the fuck is this? The wolf charged at me, I lifted my hand for my blade and hissed with anger. My bag is still in the car, the blade that Gunner didn’t destroy is in the bag. Fuck. The grey wolf jumped, launchin

Aurora.I tightened my grip on Gunner’s side, digging my fingernails into his flesh. Gunner stared at Doyle, and Doyle stared back at Gunner. I looked around us, we were still surrounded. At a quick glance, I counted nine, ten including the Alpha. Should be easy to take them. I've taken down more than this on my own before. But Gunner doesn’t seem like the type to get scared at just anyone. He called these ones mercenaries. I've never heard of Werewolf mercenaries. I wonder if the hunters knew about them. Probably not, or else they would have extinguished them by now. Human mercenaries earn their reputation, similar to that of a hunter clan. I can only assume that wolf mercenaries work the same way. And by the look of Gunner, this pack have built themselves one hell of a reputation.“So, Mighty Alpha, you have heard of me? I guess my reputation speaks as loud as yours does. Or should I say, as loud as your Mate’s” Doyle sneered and turned his glare to me. Why does he think I'm Gunner’

Aurora.“Why did you say that, that Weres have slaughtered humans, if you didn’t see it, why did you say it?” Gunner asked slowly. I could hear the seriousness in his voice, I could feel the anger radiating from him.“I don’t know what you want me to say” I answered him.I couldn’t tell him about the pictures, the stories, the bodies, not without explaining how and why I saw them. I can’t tell him about the time I was dragged through a burnt-out town, forced to stare at the bodies that littered the streets. I can’t tell him that I know it was werewolves that killed all those people, without explaining that I knew it because the hunters caught three of them. I can’t explain how those wolves were tortured and beaten, begging and pleading for their lives. Right up until the point that they confessed and were then decapitated. I definitely can’t tell him that this was a one time only thing. Those hunters took me to many small little human towns and villages. That was the one thing I could