To Love The Hunters Daughter
a
hey led her out-hazel eyes wide
flickering awareness that had
her
was un
icked shut
er. Or maybe it was just me, u
, her scent still thick in the air-wildflowers crushed u
deniab
burned in
a
o
od groaned beneath my hands, splinters digging in. I welcomed th
ldn't
uldn't
it
met my eyes like she wasn't just prey-but s
ed, blood-hungry be
a pri
n enemy
o
at under my skin-was the familiarity.
For the bond to burn li
before
ate turn
the maps and stir the fire in the hearth. The walls f
bond ha
e was already tighte
nded-sharp.
ame Cassia
at I'd been dreading for years: the bond, and
listened to the soft cr
his arms, unre
wing. No chains, just as you
he's not lik
kno
ter, Rafe. Doria
ened until th
slit my father's throat?" I snapped.
"But your scent's gone wil
jaw clenched. "
et
ade it
know... maybe she
she would
ainty churn
ed down the corridor, boots
to see
Cassian
lizing i had said t
dn't
want to
eded
n the eye and
ing-anything-then the go
cut stone. Her scent was already in the air, curling throug
in pr
lf st
d moved to open it-I waved
ilhouetted in firelight. Her hair was down now-loose waves ove
nding she w
to be a hunte
hear her hea
her
rying to
er knuckles strain. Her jaw set, lips pres
Gauging. C
the door
ike him," I said,
eyes. "I take tha
t offeri
le
o strong, too familiar. It took everything not
she smelled felt like a betrayal. Like the world had
your father did
inch. But she
he screamed before t
arted. Bre
in the trees. Watching smoke r
e stopped. "I
you'r
oose to be his dau
rds hi
d louder-warm,
the crack in her armor. The horror. The
d again. Unwan
asked, stalking closer. Needing to cl
to," she said.
now or di
ious. "I like the forest. I like
her voice pulled
to believe her. Not when t
he daughter of a killer walked into my territory,
le
breath hitched.
hed mine, full
said n
here, like I
e impossible truth stretc
spered,
rough my hair. I sh
asn't
her
e," I muttered. "
. "What did you mea
away. "Fo
ll
n every part of me screamed min
that she's ours, clawing
shouldn't be here. And I don't know wh
eyes one
ght. Her fists
But stan
een easier if
to ha
end her bac
ere-trembling, d
ddess didn'
anted
ven me the p
ure which of us sh
going down wi