To Love The Hunters Daughter
el
le feared
aved
shouldn't, that monsters with eyes like wildfire and teeth li
ht when I was a child, when the wind ho
n monsters. Not the ki
outed. Unlike our home, where the walls breathed my father's rules and expectations into every
nuck aw
atrol. My father would be gone until dusk, and even if he weren't, he never checked my room until
aced with moss and pine. Leaves whispered above brushing against one another like secrets pa
ere, I didn't have to train or obey. I didn't have to measure up to the ghos
ke ribbons. The clearing was small and tucked away bordered by sto
thing that made sense anymore-books about a girl who became a knight. About courag
opened
everything. The birds sang overhead, and now and then, the wind would nudge my hair into my eyes like a teasing f
nto my eyes. I tilted my face to feel the sun on my skin.
he pages until the sky darkened sligh
I noticed
Like a held breath. No birdsong. N
oed throug
ed me back to the present like a s
st a rabbit,
didn't ste
ted. My neck prickled. Something unseen pressed at the edge of the cl
The air had changed.I stood slowly, book
ans
atched by something older than time itself. I turn
ano
olled from th
un, but my feet refused to m
h
ely
ttered through the tr
shed-like it had
ed through the branches, birds chirped, and the shad
ling, fury etched across his face. His hand t
"What the hell are
t reading,"
voice cracked with fury. "
eyes swept the area, body
ay. Deep. Clawed. You coul
thing h
he sn
manding. The way he looked at me wasn't the way a father should l
n't go
eve me. I saw
ear. "If anything had happened to you..." His voi
t the feeling of being wat
me out here again.
ot a c
le. This isn't a game, Evelyn. You can't run into the woods ev
he words I wanted to say. Ca
st my chest as he scanned the woods once
keeping my head low a
ow. The air smelled like damp earth and gun powder. The sun had almost va
o the glass and st
should
I wa
beer in out there had
... I felt
of me knew, deep down it w