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Chapter 47 The Apprentice
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Hilda“You’re not coming along,” Arlo tells me forbiddingly. He makes sure to use a tone that brooks no argument, but I’m brooking anyway, because there’s no way in hell it’s a good idea for us to split up. The mating bond between us is so powerful, that we do everything better when we’re together.I’m a stronger fighter, we both heal faster, we can anticipate the others thoughts and I’m happier when I know Arlo’s within touching distance. What a difference a few days can make in your life when you stop running from what’s right in front of you.“I’m not staying behind either. You can let me travel with the rest of the pack or I’ll follow along behind on my own, the choice is yours,” I tell him, crossing my arms over my chest. “Hilda, this isn’t a game. Rolf all but admitted Soren’s focus on war is led by his desire to get you back. You’re not going anywhere near him. I’m going to challenge him to a one-on-one fight and we’ll put an end to this once and for all.”His face softens when
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Arlo I’m traveling with a small group of my best warriors. Nixie because she’s as fast as the wind. If things go wrong and we need back-up she can outrun anyone. Percy is my Beta and it was another area of contention between me and Hilda. I wanted him to stay behind and guard her, she insisted I should have my strongest fighter by my side.If convincing her to stay hadn’t already been so tough, I would have kept arguing until she saw things my way, but I was terrified she’d change her mind and decide to follow us. She’s more than worthy of being a Luna. Not much can sway her from her course, not even a direct order from her Alpha, I think to myself with a rueful smile.There’s no doubt in my mind anymore that none of my previous ‘mates’ had ever truly been intended for me. The way I feel about Hilda is indescribable. Her presence both electrifies and calms me. The whole world looks different to me now. I never realized how bleak my general outlook was until she came along and splashe
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HildaArlo’s only been gone for a day and I’m already driving myself nuts. It seems inconceivable that a few short weeks ago I still had doubts about our relationship. It’s as though the thought of losing him flipped a switch inside of me, lighting up all the dark, hidden places and showing me the truth.I still shudder in shame when I think about my night of illicit passion with Soren. It was such an awful thing to do, something I would never have believed either of us capable of, but if it hadn’t happened, would I still be vacillating between trusting in my new bond and hankering for what I lost?I hope Soren can find the same peace and happiness that I have. That Cerelia is back with him and she can convince him to let go of his ridiculous determination to depose Arlo. I wish there was something I could do to steer him on to a different course of action. I don’t want him to die. I want him to live his own life and to let Arlo and me live ours.Goosebumps pop out on my arm when I re
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CereliaI’m just getting started on dinner when someone starts hammering on the door of Maelor’s cottage. We take turns cooking, which I appreciate, even if the food he prepares is barely edible. It’s nice to feel that he sees me as an equal and not his temporary maid.Nobody else has come here since my arrival and he’s a recluse as far as I know. Maybe it’s a lost traveler. Whoever it is certainly seems to be in a panic, judging by the severity of the knocking. Maelor’s gone out to forage for herbs. Many of the ingredients needed for potions only bloom at night, or need to be picked at specific times of the day.“We have a problem-“ the woman snarls, snapping her mouth shut when she takes me in. “Who the hell are you?” she asks angrily. She’s older than I am, appearing to be in her mid-30’s. She’s flawlessly beautiful, with porcelain skin, glossy ebony hair, emerald eyes, ruby lips and an hourglass figure. She should take my breath away with her perfection but it seems too unnatural
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SorenArlo’s message infuriates me on every level. I’ve made no headway in my search for Cerelia and I’m terrified of what could be happening to her. My hope was to avoid facing him in battle until I had her back by my side.I also have no intention of facing him one on one. The outcome is too uncertain. This is exactly why I would be a better leader than him, I don’t believe brute force should determine who leads the Alphas. I can’t frame it that way for the others though, werewolves respect physical strength far too much.“So this can all be over really fast and then you can enlist the help of all the packs to find our Luna,” Lewis says excitedly. He’s young and naïve. “I’m not dueling King Arlo,” I tell him flatly, “I have to find Cerelia first.”Lewis looks confused, “But it will be over quickly. If you don’t go through with it, what will our allies think?” Damon smiles at me coldly, running a whetstone across the edge of his dagger, “Yes Soren, what will the other wolves think? T
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HildaArlo’s home much sooner than I expected and he’s very upset about the way things played out. I can’t deny that I’m relieved to know that he and Soren are both still alive. “He’s continuing to spread the rumor that I’m involved with dark sorcery and using Cerelia’s disappearance as an excuse to avoid facing me,” Arlo rails, while I drink him in with my eyes.“Hilda, you have to stop looking at me like I’m a snack. It’s very difficult to vent while you undress me with your eyes.” We’re in his office and it’s the middle of the day, but I don’t think I’ll make it until tonight. “You are a snack,” I tell him firmly as I lock his office door and pull the curtains closed, “And I’m intending to undress you with my hands in just a moment.”His pupils flare with need and he has me pinned against the wall in the blink of an eye, one hand trapping my wrists above my head. “Is that so?” he growls quietly, deftly undoing the buttons on my shirt with his free hand, his lips trailing hot, wet k
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Cerelia We’re working on my stamina when there’s a loud knock at the door. I have a lot of magic, but my control is still lacking and I tire quickly when I try and use it. “Maelor!” My heart nearly jumps out of my chest when I hear Soren’s voice.I didn’t sense him approaching, how’s that possible? Has our bond been broken? I look for it inside myself and it takes a minute to find it. Battered, bruised and dull, but still there. The sound of his voice makes my insides ache. Part of me still longs to be in his arms more than anything. If only he didn’t long for someone else.Maelor looks at me worriedly, speaking a few words under his breath. I can’t see the barrier he’s put up, but I sense it. “He can’t hear us. You have to make a decision and fast. Do you want to stay here, or go back to your pack with your unfaithful mate? I can hide you from his sight if you decide to stay.”This should be easy, but it’s not. In spite of what Soren’s done, I still love him. The sense of betrayal a
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ArloMy mate is beyond compare. Her scent is intoxicating to me. Deep, sweet and rich, underpinned by honeyed heat. Lush, enchanting and endlessly alluring. One whiff makes me want to throw my head back and howl. Informing the world that she’s mine.Her pupils are blown wide and her thighs are trembling from the effort to hold back her orgasm. Her sweet nectar coats my fingers and I can’t hold back the growl rumbling in my chest. “Mine. I have to taste you.” I rip her pretty underwear with my teeth and immediately bury my head in her sweet, succulent mound. My tongue lapping hungrily at her musky ambrosia, the need to claim her growing out of control.“So fucking good,” I hum, sucking on her clit so more of her juices rush out to meet my tongue. Her walls clench around my fingers and she’s shaking like a leaf. “Arlo. Please. Please, let me orgasm.” Her words help me focus again, reminding me that this is all about her. My desires can wait. I want her to cum on my cock, harder than she
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HildaTara’s cottage is on the outskirts of the pack lands, a modest, weathered place half-swallowed by the creeping forest. My boots crunch over the frost-stiffened ground as I approach, the sense of unease that’s been gnawing at me sharpening with every step.I knock, then push the door open when I hear a quiet, “Come in.” Tara is sitting at her kitchen table, her hands curled around a steaming mug that smells of peppermint and ginger. She must have a headache.She looks up as I enter, her grey eyes guttering with something. Surprise? Apprehension? It’s gone too fast to tell. I close the door behind me, grateful to be out of the cold. “Tara, how are you?”“Hilda,” she replies, her voice careful, controlled, “This is an unexpected surprise. You look well.” I smile, unable to return the compliment.I take a seat across from her, studying her. She looks thinner than I remember, her sharp features more pronounced, eyes blazing far too brightly, and there’s a tightness around her mouth t
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HildaI’m not entirely surprised when Cerelia arrives. She knocks once before opening the door and walking in, her sharp blue eyes scanning me where I sit curled up in an armchair by the fire, nursing a cup of tea.“You’re really not hurt?” she asks, her relief evident. “I’m fine,” I say carefully, not sure how she feels about me murdering her brother.She looks tired. Dark smudges linger beneath her eyes, and her posture is stiff, like she’s holding something back. I set my mug down and nod toward the chair across from me. “Please, sit.”She does, but she doesn’t relax. Instead, she studies me like she’s trying to solve a puzzle. “How are you?” she finally asks. I huff out a laugh, “I’ve been better. How about you?”She pauses before responding, “I don’t know what to say to you.” I raise a brow, “That’s a first. How about you just tell me what you’re really feeling?”“I keep running through different possibilities in my head. Should I apologize? Should I thank you? Should I just pret
