Todos los capítulos de Knotting the Hunter: Capítulo 281 - Capítulo 290

DaxThe cold starts seeping into my scar about ten minutes before the turnoff.It starts small, like somebody's holding an ice cube near my face. Every kilometer after that, they press it in a little harder."Slow down," Noah says from the front.Reena eases off the gas. It's been nothing but highway and trees for an hour."There. Turn left.""There's nothing on the left," Reena says. "Except a lot of very large spruces.""There's a driveway. The trees aren’t really there. She's hiding it, same as the road to the lake." He's pressing the heel of his hand into his forehead. "I promise the road’s there and the trees aren’t."Reena finds my eyes in the mirror. She's asking me whether she should purposefully drive into solid objects."Do what he says."She shrugs one shoulder before she turns the wheel and drives my truck straight at a wall of trees.Every instinct I've got braces for the crunch. Maxim grabs the back of Reena's seat, and my wolf starts yelling at me to do something about

Dax"If this isn't the end of the world," Lillianna announces, as Finn walks her through the hall doors, "I'm going to be very annoyed with all of you."She's wearing a long wool coat done up over what's definitely a nightgown, and she's got her handbag clutched to her side like one of us might try to mug her for it.Finn looks gleeful. It's pitch black outside and he's the only person in this building who got any sleep."She made me wait in the truck while she found her good shoes," he tells me. "She didn’t trust me alone in her kitchen with the goat.""You’re lucky I allowed you to find me at all," Lillianna informs him testily, and sits down in the front row.Everybody I called on the drive back is here.Mato's by the doors with his arms folded, looking like he went to bed dressed and ready for exactly this. Cody's sitting on the edge of the stage, black hair sticking up in every direction, blinking blearily. Reena’s pacing restlessly at the back of the hall.She’s been agitated si

Tori"Tori. My wolf's gone."Zaria's still holding her cards. She says it quietly, like she's sorry for interrupting the game.Diego's chair goes over backward and he's up with both hands pressed to his chest, looking at me like I'll know what to do about it.Kelly puts her cards face down on the table and keeps her hand flat on top of them."Mine too," she says.I'm the only one here who can't feel a damn thing, so all I can do is watch it happen to them.After Dax called, I went to warn the guards as promised, and I've been standing at this window with my gun ever since, watching the street and picturing a cackling witch and a horde of huge grey werewolves storming up the street toward us.I wasn’t expecting this.If it hit all three of them at once, it happened to every wolf we've got.That doesn't make anybody helpless. They've all still got their hands and their brains, same as me. But they can't shift, they can't hear or smell anything coming, and they won't heal any faster than

Mato"You can wait in the truck."Cody gives me a look over the buckets he took off me in the driveway. His chin's tipped up like I've insulted his whole family."I didn't come to sit in your truck. She's let me stay here every time I needed to, she fed me almost every Sunday, and she never once made me feel like I was in the way. She'd do this for me. Open the door, Mato. I’m going to help you."I asked him if he wanted to come, and he said yes before I'd finished asking. He was coming either way. I'm not leaving him in a house I'm not in, not with Nyasia and Ezequiel both out there. He doesn't need to know that part.Heidi gave me the key this afternoon. Her scent went worried when she saw the bucket in my hand, but she didn't ask me anything.She shut every window when she left, so the smell's had a whole day to get worse. It hits me before the door's halfway open.The night he opened my back up at the fence, I lost less blood than Ezequiel left on this floor and there was no silve

Nyasia"You can leave that, dear. He won't notice whether it's clean, he’s barely more than a beast."Kelly doesn't stop scrubbing.She's been at the kitchen sink since Ezequiel finished his dinner, washing a pot that was clean half an hour ago, just to avoid being in the same room as him. Her hands are red to the wrists, and she's pretending I'm not here.I hop up onto the steel counter beside her and let my bare feet swing.Ezequiel told her to cook his dinner tonight, so she did. She's done everything she's been told since he brought her here, quietly, with her eyes on the floor. She eats and drinks whatever we give her and never talks back.I didn’t even need to leash her. I can see why Ezequiel enjoyed keeping her as his pet. I suppose she isn’t unpleasant to look at either, but she’s certainly not in my league. Nobody is. I’m flawless.And she’s so pathetic it’s mortifying."Has it always been so easy for you?" I ask.The brush slows down. "What?""Doing as you're told. Keeping