All Chapters of Whispers of the Wild Hunt: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The wind carries a strange scent, long before the sound of traveling horses reaches us. Ivy and vines grow along every gap, locking us in and the approaching party out.“He’s coming,” my father groans, glancing at Stacia, Brax’s mom.“Well of course he is, there was just an explosion of magic in his woods,” She rolls her eyes, turning away from him. “Quickly, Kai. Lay her down in your car before he gets here.”“Talon?” Brax asks, confusion ringing through his voice. I can’t say I’m surprised, I also don’t understand why the sound of horses says my brother is getting closer, but at this point in our lives, nothing would surprise me.I follow Stacia’s directions, laying my Pixie down across the back seat of the car. I gesture toward it with a

I lean against the wall outside of Lena’s room, arms crossed as I fight the urge to go in and comfort her. But I can’t. Kai is the one who once again carried her somewhere she won’t feel safe, Kai is the one who will have to fix the bumps in their mating. I just hate that I can’t help him.My wolf is riding me hard, urging me to grab her and take her far away from here. Which is stupid, because just a few days ago he was wanting her here where he can keep her safe.Talon paces in front of me, though it’s not unusual for the crazed king to be unable to stand still. Bad things tend to happen when he isn’t moving. I should know, I cleaned up enough of his messes.But this seems different. He seems restless, as if fighting the urge to go in there and wake her up himself. She has to be awake by now… right? I think my heart almost fell out of my chest at the pain and fear radiating from her body earlier.“You’re sure that she comes from the same land as your mother?” Talon asks for the thir

“Gods,” he whispers, air bursting from his lungs as I tighten my hold, throwing us backward. He spins as we fall, getting his fingers between my thighs and his neck. Tingles burst from my skin with every touch of his, but I ignore it. I didn’t leave one controlling mate to find another that refuses to listen.He rolls so he’s straddling me, gazing down at me almost reverently, “You’re even more magnificent when you’re furious.”“Get off of me,” I grunt out, shifting my hips to try and upend him. The wall to my left groans and cracks as my magic responds to my fury. A large chunk of stone flies from the ceiling, striking him in the back and sending him forward.I lift my hips, straddling him as the momentum rolls us. Dust fills the air around us, his manic laugh filling the destroyed hallway. Before I can stop myself, not that I would, my fist flies forward catching him in the jaw. His head whips to the side and when he looks back at me, his eyes are almost glowing with the gold of his

Talon’s pale eyes flash gold for half a second, his wolf dangerously close to the surface. “I’m summoning her into a war she’s already a part of, and she’s going to walk in beside me like she belongs there, because she does. No one will disrespect her when she walks in a position of power.”In Faerie, I walked in a position of pretend power. I was the leader, but cowered behind my mate as he made the rules. That’s not what Talon is promising here. Here, we’re equals. Is that what I want? Sure, a small part of me craves it. But every time I think I’ve figured out the game, someone upturns the board and changes the rules.I hold his gaze, searching for answers that aren’t there. “I don’t belong to you.” I whisper.“Not yet,” His smile is slow, almost lazy as he leans closer, his lips tickling my ear. “But you will. And when you finally do, my throne room will be stained red with the blood of your enemies, until no one doubts it.”I turn my face the barest bit until I can meet his eyes,

My jaw tightens as I bite back a growl. Why does everyone keep calling me an asset? First Tam, and now Talon. Clearly I’ve been too nice to them, when all I want is to live a quiet life alone with my mates, and instead I’m here helping them for the measly title of asset.The taste of copper explodes in my mouth as I bite my tongue, trying to ignore the burning anger that seems to perpetually flow through me with Talon’s presence. But it’s no use.“I am not your asset,” I snarl. The room shifts around me uncomfortably, some of the men smirking like I’m here as the entertainment, while others narrow their eyes in agreement. They don’t want me here anymore than I wanted to be brought here.A lean man who smells faintly of wolf growls from his seat next to me, “You brought an outsider into our home without vetting her first? Our lands are sacred, free from the outsides who would do us harm. Our children roam these very halls, safe from the outside dangers, and you just waltzed her into th