All Chapters of Wolfless Temptation : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Feyre’s POVI went back to my room feeling slightly better than before. Just the fact that I knew someone was now on her case, was enough to have me breathing a bit easier. My worry only reduced, however, not disappeared. There was a chance Mordric had taken her to his facility instead and even though the thought of her alone in those dirty, cramped cages filled me with anger, I would take it a thousand times over to her being dead.I hoped to the gods and back that she was still alive. I didn’t know how I would carry on if she wasn’t.Still, for the first time in days, I was able to push Mishka out of my mind almost completely, long enough to read some of the books I’d gathered to find out more about my wolf.I’d had no further foray into that dark void of nothingness that held my wolf captive. I missed the sight of her─ the warmth that emanated from her presence, the invisible connecting thread that had thickened between us the last time I’d met with her. The sound of her voice in m

Feyre’s POVI was inconsolable. Desolate. I wept for a while, unable to stop the tears even if I wanted to─ and that wasn’t what I wanted at all. I wanted Mishka; alive and hearty. Not to be here struggling with the gruesome news of her demise while I desperately tried to hold myself together.Grent stared at me with pity, but there was very little he could do aside from riding out my anguish. He told me of what details he had found and I wept while I listened to them.“A maid found her when she went to clean. In a room filled with a lot of dried blood. I was not able to get many details as to the owner of the room because my informant preferred not to be caught giving out names of the King’s guests. But the housekeeper was informed and after consultation with Madame Esmelda, the body was disposed of by the guards.” I wanted to ask what he meant by ‘dispose’ but I didn’t think I could stomach the truth he would give, so I let it go. My legs shook wildly and eventually gave out from un

Dymon’s POVI was quiet for a few moments, not entirely sure how to respond to that. I neither knew nor cared about this roommate of hers, but I was displeased to see her so distraught.“I see.” I started “The pain of loss is a difficult thing to deal with. A pain nothing but time can attempt to heal. I am very sorry you experienced that Feyre. Do accept my condolences.”I found condolences useless in the grand scheme of things and did not take kindly to them myself. However, there was very little I could provide by means of comfort to her.“Thank you.” She said and she seemed to mean it “And thank you for sending Mr. Grent to me. He’s the one who found out since the Madame didn’t want to say anything about it.” Her gaze had returned to the floor, her shoulders sagging as she disappeared into her mind. I made a mental note to reproach Grent for not leaving a message for me first. Had he thought I only meant to take note of any physical distress she might’ve had? Whatever his misconcep

Xaden’s POVA muscle ticked in his jaw as he considered me and I nearly grinned. I held back my smile, however, waiting for his next move.“May I ask why that is?”“You may,” I said and then just like he had done to me several days ago, I offered nothing else but a smile. There was another tick in his jaw and I relished his annoyance. Now if nothing else, he had a taste of his own medicine.“I see.” He said before his features evened out suddenly, all signs of annoyance gone. He let out a light chuckle “I suppose I deserve that. Forgive me, I am not used to… explaining myself.” He said with far more humor than I’d anticipated. I suddenly doubted my earlier assertions that he was bothered about whatever my response would be.I was at a loss for what to say now, but I needn’t have bothered. He spoke again.“I should have been more forthcoming I suppose but…” He shrugged “I did not feel the need. I am sure you understand.” I nodded. “Certainly, I do.” I hesitated a moment “It is not that

Feyre’s POVGarrick paused outside Xaden’s room, and gestured for me to go inside. I looked from his face to the door and back again, unable to move. Why was this happening? Why now? Xaden was supposed to be done with me for heaven’s sake. Why was I being brought to him again?“Go inside,” Garrick said his eyes and voice devoid of any emotion. My lips trembled, hands shaking but I swallowed and reached for the door, turning the knob before entering.There was no one in the adjoining sitting room I entered, still, my anxiousness did not ease. I went only a few steps in before I paused, uncertain of where to go or what to do.“Come here, girl.” I heard from the room beyond and startled, dread knotting the pit of my stomach. I swallowed and forced my shaking legs forward, doing my best to tread one foot in front of the other lest I fell in my heels.I paused for only half a second but it was enough to make him lose his patience.“I said come!” He thundered and I jumped, quickly opening t