All Chapters of He Hurt Me, But He Needs Me: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Ferrara"If we'd known all it would take was one panicked alpha searching for his mate to cull half the rogue population, we could have gotten the mountain back in order a long time ago," London said, panting. Around him, three wolves lay dead."We need to keep moving," I growled. "The longer we're delayed, the fainter her scent grows."We were already at least a full day behind. I'd hoped Violetta's pregnancy would slow her down some, make her sleep, but with Finn by her side, she was likely able to make up some ground. Elonso and Jenson had both tried to stop me from leaving. We needed to be guarding Lunessa.Surprisingly, it was London who came to my aid. He pointed out that having the actual ternary out running around was even worse because she didn't have a whole pack and a shit load of magic to protect her. I knew it was guilt driving him. He would never forgive himself for bringing traitors onto our land.Even if they did have their reasons. London needed to run, and I was happ

Ferrara"Help us," I said slowly to Saris. "You can't let this happen.""I told you; I am not allowed to interfere. I've already broken Fae law by infiltrating the cult and helping you. I'm only here to retrieve what was stolen from us." Slowly, she leaned down and gathered the dead witch in her arms. "I am sorry."Then, she disappeared.London's wolf came tearing out of him, and I quickly blocked his path before he left. "If anything happened in my pack, I would know. I would know it through the bonds. I can feel Jenson and Kenzi. They're fine."London growled, and I shook my head. "She's lying to us London, and it could very well be to separate us. Get control of your wolf. I'm going to get the satellite phone and call."Lowering his head, he reached for the pack and tossed it my way. The implications were clear. If I made the call, and he didn't like what they had to say, he'd be gone, and it would be up to me to catch up.The phone was double sealed in a watertight pack. I pulled

FerraraWe were back in my territory, only it wasn't winter. Flower blooms were everywhere, and the warm air spelled of spring rain. I knew the meadow was mine, but I never spent much time in this section of the woods."When I had the courage to run my wolf for the first time without you, I found this place," Violetta said behind me, her voice laced with confusion. "I loved it so much."Turning to face her, I was filled with relief and joy. Dressed in a pink gauze skirt and a yellow tank-top, she was so beautiful. So alive. It was all I could do not to scoop her up in my arms and kiss her. "You never told me.""We haven't exactly had a lot of leisure time," she pointed out. "I thought maybe, if we ever had a mating ritual, we could have it here. It's nice to see it again even if I have no idea how I got here. Or what I'm wearing. I definitely don't own a skirt.""You will. You'll own all the skirts and dresses that you want," I promised her. "We found a communication crystal. Lunessa

FerraraThere were at least fifteen dead wolves at our feet. Adrenaline surged through me, but I was losing too much blood. London could barely stand. A familiar male werewolf loomed over us."Ferrara. London." He spoke with a harsh rasp that further identified him. Dolan. Maeve's second-in-command. We never interacted much because Dolan rarely left the territory. Normally, her third traveled with her, something most alphas practiced, but Dolan was a different breed of wolf. Apparently, he enjoyed disciplining. There were rumors that Maeve had wolves in confinement for lifetime prison sentences, and Dolan liked to make them bleed, wait for the heal, and then rip them open all over again."I see you left your whipping station," I said hoarsely as I stood. My legs shook so badly that I nearly fell over again. "Just how many wolves did you bring to take us?""I have twenty more rogues on their way here," he said in a bored tone. "My alpha has commanded me to give you a choice. Continue t

ViolettaThe outer ring of rocks on the hill were etched with symbols and held offerings to the elements. Water from the largest river on the mountain. A feather willingly given from a bird. Earth enriched and blessed. And fire sparked from the kindling of the land.Words from the spell rose up in my head as I was marched through the circle. Below me, an enormous audience had gathered. Most of the wolves were grotesque and foaming at the mouth. It seemed to take all of their energy to be still. Those who weren't mutated seemed so small, but there was nothing innocent in their gaze as they watched.In the silence, I heard someone roar Lunessa's name and then mine. Turning my head, I watched in horror as Ferrara and London were hauled to the front of the audience and forced to their knees. My gaze locked on to his, but there was nothing either of us could do.My chains were attached to one of the inner rocks, and on the other side, Lunessa, also dressed in white, was chained to the same