Todos os capítulos de My Mate Become My Hunter : Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

MILO POV “Did you like it?” Wilder asks.The ceremony has broken up. Some people went back downstairs, but most of them are still on the roof, milling around and chatting. It looks like the end of any social gathering—not that I have extensive context for that.But I remember this now. Just like I remembered something before when I came upon the people playing ball with one another. I don’t know if I’ve seen this specific ceremony before or not, but I’ve seen something like this.“I did enjoy it,” I tell Wilder.He nods. “I’m glad you came.”“I’m sorry I didn’t come to meet your High Sorcerer earlier.”“That’s okay,” Wilder says. “Lyra told me you had some kind of baggage about that.”It’s weird to hear him referring to my past so casually. For me, it’s always been a big dark stain in the center of my mind—something I do my best to just avoid thinking about.“What did she tell you?”“Not much. She said it was your business. But she mentioned you’d belonged to a coven before.”I nod.

WILDER POV “Stay on the roof,” I tell Lyra. “You’ll be safe up here.”“Like hell.” She’s already following me through the door, and I wonder if she’s always been this difficult. “I’m not going to sit up there and wait to see whether or not you all get killed.”“These are Ravagers, Lyra,” I say. “Have you fought Ravagers before?”“No.”“Well, I have. And they’re fucking brutal. We’re not all going to survive this.”“My mates are here,” she says fiercely. “I’m not going to just sit up on the roof and hope they survive a Ravager attack. You wouldn’t do it either.”I sigh. She’s right. I wouldn’t.And I don’t have time to argue about this.“Fine,” I say. “Fight, if that’s what you want to do.”I ran off ahead of her. I don’t have time to wait for her. I told her to stay on the roof. If she insists on being a part of this, that’s her business, but I can’t spend my time and energy protecting her. I have a whole coven to look out for here. Not to mention myself.I’m the most powerful Moon C

LYRA POV “This place looks like a ghost town,” Wilder murmurs as we make our way through the streets on the edge of the city.“It looks like it always looks,” Cassian says.Cassian’s right. Buildings with busted-out windows, weeds forcing their way up through cracks in the pavement, and not a sign of anyone anywhere—that’s what I’ve come to expect when I’m in the city. All the shifters and Moon Casters who live here keep their homes secret, and there aren’t that many of us anyway. Most of the human population of this city died in the violent earthquakes and windstorms that followed the Lunar Reversal.Wilder looks uncomfortable. He strides ahead a bit.I exchange glances with Milo and Cassian and then hurry after him.“What’s up?” I ask, pulling even.“Has the city really always been like this?” he asks. “You’ve lived in the city for years.”“But I always lived in the protection of my coven,” he says. “Even when I left our little complex, I never really looked at it. Not like this. I

Lyra POV “Tell us about Moon Drinkers,” Milo says.We’re all sitting at one of the restaurant tables having dinner, and it feels strange and formal. Even before I left my pack, this wasn’t how we had dinner. It was much more common for us to sit on floors or even to eat outside. And, of course, there were plenty of times we went off on hunts and ate in our animal forms.This, though…There’s a wood-burning stove in the middle of the restaurant. It was probably put there for charm or to be pretty or something, but Cassian and Milo cooked the meat they caught on their hunt today there.We’re also having canned vegetables, which Wilder and I found in the restaurant’s massive pantry. There’s a ton of stuff in there that we’re going to be able to eat, and I’m seriously thankful that we found this place—thankful to Giuseppe, whoever he was, for putting that big padlock on it, thankful for the thick door, and thankful for the fact that it’s located underground, so no one would even find it

Lyra's POV “You did what?” I can’t believe what I’m hearing.“Relax,” Cassian says, grinning casually as if what he just finished telling me wasn’t the most insanely dangerous thing in the world. “We were never in any danger.”“You were never in any danger? They were Ravagers, Cassian!” My hands move all over his body, checking to make sure he’s really whole and intact.“Do you remember what you looked like the last time you went up against Ravagers? You barely walked away from that fight.”“Exactly,” he says, looking me deep in my eyes. “Don’t you get it? That’s why I had to fight again.”“What do you mean?”“I don’t lose fights,” he says. “And my wolf, in particular, doesn’t lose fights. We just don’t.”It’s something I’ve heard him say before, but in the past, I always interpreted it as empty bragging. Now it occurs to me that maybe he’s not being prideful. Maybe he’s just saying something true.Maybe Cassian has never lost a fight.I run my fingers over his thickly muscled arms,