All Chapters of My Mate Become My Hunter : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Milo POV Emlyn shakes me awake. “Come on,” she says. “We’re about to get moving.”“Where are we going?” I sit up blearily. Cassian and I were up way too late talking last night. We should have been more sensible about leaving one person to stand watch while the other slept. Now we’re both going to be tired all day long.Lyra shrugs.“Don’t know,” she says. “All I know is that we can’t stay in one place for too long. My pack is still hunting for me.”“And they’ll kill you if they catch you?”“They definitely will.”I nod and get to my feet.“Where’s Cassian?”“He went down to the river to get some water,” she says.“Do you think he would care if I borrow a heavier shirt?” I ask, plucking at the thin t-shirt he gave me last night. “It’s a little chilly this morning.”“Oh, no, he won’t care,” she assures me. “All his stuff is in that backpack.”I go over to the backpack and start to rummage through it. I find a pullover hoodie pretty quickly, but as I’m pulling it out of the bag, a crum

Lyra POV I prowl the woods a short distance from where Milo is hunting, hoping that I can unearth some small game and chase it toward him. We’ve known each other for such a short time—only two days, really—but it feels like much longer. Maybe the stress of Cassian’s betrayal is bringing us together or something.Anyway, the upshot is that hunting with him already feels like something I’ve been doing my whole life. And I’m eager to lose myself in it, to forget the breakdown I had last night. That was a little embarrassing.Because really, who cares about Cassian? I don’t. I let myself start to care about him for a moment there, but I’ve known all along that he was a cocky son of a bitch. He’s never dealt honestly with me.I’m lucky he’s gone.I startle a chipmunk and try to drive it in Milo’s direction, but it dodges away. Of course. I’m not on my game today.I take a deep breath and refocus.A squirrel bolts out of a bush. It’s running straight at me, wide-eyed and intimidated, and I

Lyra POV I want sex because I remember how it made me feel when I was first missing Kaely. It took the edge off the pain.And I’ve noticed that—while I can still feel my bond with Kaely—it’s diluted, just like it was when Cassian was here. Milo seems to have the same effect on it. It’s like my mate bond with Kaely is a current in a river, but Cassian, and now Milo, are rocks in that same current that catch me and allow me to cling to their surface, to avoid being washed away.So what I’m hoping now is that being with Milo might distract me from the pull I still feel toward Cassian.And I do try sincerely. I trace my fingers over his lean, ropy muscles and do my best to forget the ways he’s different from Cassian. I wrap my thighs around him, dig my heels into his ass, and for a moment, I’m able to forget the different shape of Cassian’s body. I breathe in his unique pine scent, surround myself with everything that is Milo, and do my best to let the past fade away.I can tell Milo is

Cassian POV Being on my own fucking sucks.It’s hard to believe that I could feel this way about it because I’ve always really liked being alone. But something’s changed now.Like when I see a bush with raspberries on it. This is a rare thing, and I want to tell Lyra about it, but she’s not here. I can’t.I go over to the bush instead and pick handfuls of raspberries, eating as I go. I gorge myself on them.Ordinarily, this is the kind of thing that would have made me happy. The sugar that’s flooding my system right now should definitely be improving my mood.No such luck.Frustrated, I lie on my back under the leaves and stare up through them at the sun overhead. At least it’s cool down here. That’s something. It’s definitely a restful place to spend the day.Em would like it here. My stomach churns.I can’t believe she didn’t even let me explain.But then, why would she? It’s not like I have a great history of being honest with her. I probably wouldn’t have listened to me either, u

Milo POV I grab Lyra’s arm and pull her off to the side. “Are we being insane?” I whisper.“Definitely,” she says. “But can you be more specific?”“Trusting Cassian.”“Oh, nobody’s trusting Cassian.” Her mouth is set in a firm line. “But he’s right. We can’t stop him from fighting the wolves, if that’s what he wants to do.”I look over her shoulder. Cassian is stripping down, tossing his clothes over the branch of a tree. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, and then his body ripples into a shift, and the wolf emerges.Cassian as a wolf is definitely intimidating. He’s bigger and bulkier than I am. I can tell that even standing several yards away, even in my human form. He’s not someone I’d want to go up against, and he definitely is someone I want to have on my side in a fight.The only problem is that I can’t be sure he’s on my side. What happens if we get into the fight and he proves himself disloyal?We already know he’s disloyal! This is the most foolish plan anyone’s eve