All Chapters of My Mate Become My Hunter : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Wilder's POV After I bring Lyra back from the tour, I go to see the High Sorcerer.Regine is completely untrusting when it comes to outsiders. Always has been. I have no idea why I thought this time would be any different.“You brought who back with you?” she asks, eyes narrowed in dislike and suspicion. I know her anger is directed at the outsiders, but right now, I can’t help feeling like it’s directed at me.God, I’d like to call her out on her shit. One of these days.“A couple of hybrids,” I say again. I know perfectly well that she heard me the first time, that she knows what I’m going to say in answer to her question.“Hybrid what?” Her eyes narrow even further, which doesn’t seem like it should be scientifically possible.“Half Moon Caster, half shifter.”She shakes her head. “Bullshit.”“I’ve seen them shift,” I say evenly. “And I’ve seen them do magic.”“They tricked you.”“No, they didn’t.”“You think you can’t be tricked?” She shakes her head again. “You’re gifted, Wilder

Lyra's POV The moment the bedroom door closes behind us, Cassian has me by the arms.He backs me into the wall—not painfully, but firmly—and kisses me like he’s been dying for it.He probably has. I know I have.I run my hands over his shoulders and down his back, feeling the way his muscles ripple beneath his skin. It’s so satisfying. I love the way he feels. Already my arousal is growing, just because I’m touching him, just because I can smell the woodsmoke scent of him and the sun that’s been absorbed by his skin.My body wants more, but also, it would be nice to keep kissing for hours. I’m glad that Milo, who’s been so sour and unpleasant since we arrived, decided to crash on the couch. I’m glad Cassian and I are getting this time alone.It occurs to me that we’ve survived two near-death situations since the last time we made love, and suddenly I want him so much I can hardly breathe for it.I tug at the hem of his shirt.He chuckles against my mouth, which sends a wave of pleasu

Wilder's POV Regine sends me to get Lyra first thing in the morning.“If we’re doing this,” she says, “let’s do it. I don’t want to wait around all day.”So it is that I find myself outside Lyra’s curtain-door shortly after sunrise. I raise my hand to knock on the wall—The curtain is pulled aside.It’s the other hybrid. The man who always looks as if someone has just spit in his soup.“I want a fucking word with you,” he growls.I’m not about to put up with this. I haven’t done anything to this guy.“I’m here to see Lyra.”“I’m aware that you’re here to see Lyra,” he says. “But you’re going to talk to me first because I know what people like you do to people like her. I should never have brought her here.”“What do you mean?” I ask.I was pissed off at him, but now I’m just confused.“People like her? I’ve never even met a hybrid before I came across the two of you. What is it you think I’m going to do?”“I’m not talking about hybrids,” he says.“Then what are you talking about?”“D

MILO POV Once Lyra and Cassian have gone to their meeting with the High Sorcerer, I quickly realize I can’t stand to sit around the apartment and wait for them to come back. It’s too much.I find myself pacing, going to the window every couple of minutes to see if I can see them, worrying about what they’re talking to the High Sorcerer about.I need to get out of this apartment.And no one said I had to stay here. It’s not like I’m a prisoner, and Wilder told us this whole building was basically common areas. It should be fine for me to walk around and get the lay of the land. And if it’s not fine, it’ll be his fault for misleading me.I leave the apartment and head up to one of the upper levels, choosing at random. I don’t want to go up to the very top. Lyra told me what was up there, and I’m not ready to see the garden where they gather for spell work. Not yet.The door I’ve chosen doesn’t open on anything particularly coven-ish. Instead, it looks like some kind of recreation room.

Lyra POV I don’t know what’s up with me, but by the time I get back to the room where Cassian, Milo, and I are staying, I’m feeling completely wired.Then Milo comes walking out of the bedroom wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, and suddenly I absolutely do know what’s up with me.I feel like fucking.“Where’s Cassian?” I demand, because throwing down right in front of each other is still not something we do. Maybe someday. I don’t think I’d mind.“Thought he was with you,” Milo says.“He hasn’t come back yet? I went for a walk with Wilder after the meeting.”Just saying Wilder’s name spikes my arousal higher. That could be a problem.Milo folds his arms across his chest. “Is he trying to get you to join his little coven?”“No,” I say. “He’s not doing anything he didn’t tell us outright he was going to do, Milo. He thinks we can work together. And I think he’s right.”I walk over to him and rest my hand on his hip. He doesn’t look at me, but he doesn’t pull away.“Milo,” I say. “It