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Chapter 210 Chance Encounter
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HildaI can still feel Malcolm’s eyes on me, like greasy fingerprints smeared across my skin. No matter how many times I rub my arms, no matter how deep I breathe, I can’t shake the feeling of his presence, his voice, the twisted, hollow mockery of a man who plays at being something human.Arlo is pacing. I can feel the storm raging inside him. It crackles through the bond, dark and furious, an echo of my own unease.“I should have killed him.” His voice is low, strained. “Right there. I should’ve ripped his throat out for looking at you that way. Speaking to you like you’re... a possession.”I know he means it. I don’t doubt for a second that if I asked, if I simply whispered that Malcolm frightened me, that he made my stomach turn to ice and my heart thunder with dread, Arlo would go back. He’d hunt Malcolm down and finish what should have been done long ago.But I don’t want to talk about Malcolm. I don’t want his shadow stretching into this moment, poisoning it. I cross the room a
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HildaThe cool night air does little to ease the weight pressing down on my chest. The murmurs of the warriors gathered outside the pack house are a dull hum in the background. Everyone is on edge.I stand slightly apart from them, the firelight flickering against my skin, my arms crossed tight against my body as I watch Arlo.His expression is inscrutable, but I know him well enough to know that when his body grows that still, his mind is working overtime and he’s fighting not to show his agitation. His jaw tightens ever so slightly and I’m sure he’s thinking the same thing I am.“If news gets out about our existence, we’re in big trouble,” I say, my voice just above a whisper. Arlo exhales, dragging a hand down his face. “We’ve managed to confirm the presence of 21 men so far,” he tells me.“If we wait, more may come,” I murmur. “They’re probing, testing us. Seeing how far they can push before we react.”He nods, his eyes dark with worry. “Malcolm’s not just playing games. He’s sett
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Cerelia I find Soren outside, pacing in the dim light of dawn. His steps are restless, his brow furrowed unhappily. He barely looks up as I approach, but I don’t need to see his eyes to know what he’s thinking.I already know what’s on his mind. The same thing that’s weighing on everyone. I stop just short of him, reaching out to grip his hand. “There’s another way,” I inform him. I’m a little hurt he didn’t think to at least ask whether there was something I could do to help.He finally glances at me, his sharp, assessing gaze flicking over my face. “What are you talking about?”“The humans,” I say, taking a step closer. “We don’t have to kill them.” He looks at me questioningly, but he doesn’t interrupt. It’s one of the things I love most about him. He’ll always hear me out and carefully consider my input.“My powers are so much stronger now,” I continue, “You know I’ve been practicing and learning so much these past years. If we capture them, I can erase their memories. I’ll do my
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HildaCerelia, Soren, Arlo and I are seated around the kitchen table, talking in whispers. “We need to make sure we pinpoint Malcolm’s position and set someone to stay close until we’ve surrounded him,” Arlo says.Scarlett’s playing with her toys in the lounge and I didn’t think she could even hear us when she speak up in a soft, almost sing-song voice. “He doesn’t care about money. Or even winning. He just likes watching.”The room goes silent. A cold prickle runs down my spine. Around me, the others exchange glances, their postures shifting. No one speaks, but I can feel the unease settling like a thick fog.I try to keep my body loose and relaxed as I walk over to Scarlett, crouching beside her and gently tucking a loose curl behind her ear. Her small fingers clutch one of her stuffed animals, a well-loved unicorn with matted fur.“What do you mean, sweetheart?” I ask softly. “Who likes to watch what?” She shrugs, not looking up. “The man you’re talking about. He likes seeing what
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Arlo Malcolm is nowhere to be found. The place where he was last seen is nothing but empty air and crushed leaves. No scent of him lingers, no footprints mark the dirt. It’s as if he vanished into thin air.But we all know better. He won’t leave, not until he’s gotten what he wants. Whatever the hell that is. Right now, he’s making sure we know that he’s toying with us.I crouch, fingers skimming the disturbed earth. Soren is beside me, his expression grim, nostrils flaring as he scents the air. “Nothing,” he mutters. “No trace of him.”That alone makes my skin crawl. There should be something. Sweat, old food, even the faintest whiff of adrenaline. But the air is clean, unnaturally so.“We keep moving,” I decide. “There’s only one direction he could’ve gone.” He would have been spotted if he came closer to the pack house and the ravine is too steep and crumbly to traverse.We head deeper into the woods, our footfalls silent on the damp leaves. The deeper we go, the worse the growing
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NixieThe early morning mist clings to the trees, swirling in ghostly tendrils as I walk. The world is quiet, wrapped in the hush of dawn. Usually this is my favorite time of day, but something about the silence unsettles me this morning.It’s too still. The usual sounds of small creatures rustling in the underbrush are absent.A shiver traces down my spine and the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Some ancient instinct whispers a warning, telling me to slow down.I halt, scanning the treeline. My breath puffs out in a slow, measured exhale. At first, there’s nothing. Just shadows between the trunks and the occasional shift of mist as a breeze stirs it through the air.I squint suddenly, picking up a different kind of movement in the distance. Something shifts, causing a disturbance in the underbrush, subtle but deliberate. It causes the slightest quiver of leaves. If I hadn’t been watching, I wouldn’t have noticed. But I am watching.My pulse hammers. Someone, or something,
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Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 273 Realization
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Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 272 Continued Discomfiture
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Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 271 Pampered Prisoner
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Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 270 Reckoning
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Rejected by My Mate, Fated to the Lycan King Chapter 269 Betrayal
MalcolmEither I was incredibly unlucky with the first werewolf I captured, or this one is very weak for some reason. Maybe because she’s linked to the human.I need to know whether most of them are more like Arlo, or like her. It’s going to make a huge difference in the size of the force I need. Arlo bent steel bars and wouldn’t go down until he was peppered with tranquillizer darts.I wouldn’t have stepped into Arlo’s cage for all the money in the world. Not even when he’d just been knocked out. This little female is completely different. One shot puts her down and she hasn’t attempted to shift once.Maybe I don’t even need to keep putting up with Redgrave. I’ve acquired an arsenal of weapons because Arlo refused to bloody die. Something tells me if I shoot this one in the head, she’ll expire immediately.As tempted as I am to test out my theory, I need her to get me into the werewolves’ territory. Her screams are like the most beautiful symphony. Ringing out loudly with each e
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TaraArlo’s advice definitely helped. I’ve been drifting in and out of consciousness from the one dart that hit me, but I never fully went under. I’m abruptly pulled from my dreamy state when pain explodes in my head and my left eye starts throbbing.Ash. What are they doing to him? I want to hurl myself at the bars of the cage surrounding me and demand that they set him free, but we have to maintain our cover.“What the hell are you yipping about?” one of the guards stationed around my prison asks. I hadn’t realized I was making small sounds of distress.Based on the sheer volume of armed guards surrounding me, it’s clear King Arlo gave them a lot of trouble. Pride swells in my chest. He truly is a worthy leader for our pack.“Did she just hit herself?” one of the others asked, gaping at what must be significant bruising around my eye.“Crazy bitch,” the first guy mutters. “I’ve been watching her, she didn’t do it to herself. Her head rocked back and then the bruise was there.
