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Chapter 17 The Dark Truth

Author: Judith GW
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-09 19:56:34

(Soren)

Cerelia’s words about using Hilda as a spy is playing on repeat in my mind as I move through the dense forest, each step careful and calculated.

Early morning mist clings to the ground, adding an eerie quality to the already tense atmosphere.

I hate the thought of putting Hilda directly in the path of danger, but Cerelia’s right.

In the end, I may need her help in order to save her.

I’ve been fruitlessly attempting to mind link Hilda, to no avail.

Our bond is well and truly severed and she’s no longer a member of my pack.

We need her inside knowledge, which will mean finding someone loyal to King Arlo, who could be bribed, or convinced by some other means, to carry a message to her.

My search doesn’t last long.

The snap of a twig alerts me to the fact that there’s someone close by.

Crouching low, I move stealthily towards the sound.

Peering through the underbrush, I see him.

One of King Arlo's men, a scout named Rolf.

He’s young, barely old enough to be a guard and h
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Lorrain Wolfe
just leave Hilda alone you made your choice of new mate who I have suspicions about. let Hilda live her life with Arlo. everyone's causing problems for them
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