Bought by the Beast King (Katerina and hunter) novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130

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I was calm. My mind was settled in a way it hadn’t been since Nathan brought me back. I knew what that meant. This‘ settling bond‘ was a real thing, and breaking away from him now would be impossible.

Because I didn’t want to.

Even with Hunter’s bloody face still flashing through my mind, even with the size of his beast, and all that dangerous energy he carried with him, I didn’t want to leave. It should have terrified me. It was like pulling him back from that rage and feeling his unhidden emotions had merged my mind with my wolf’s. I no longer doubted her judgment, even with all the things I was up against.

The Lycan King being one of them.

I shivered, but forced that thought out of my head quickly. We’d keep a low profile until I went back to the secret life I’d built. There was no point thinking of what would happen if that beast found out I’d mated one of his people, because by then it would be too late. I’d have to wait for the inevitable.

Perhaps that was the curse Kostas meant.

I brushed that thought aside, too, because I wouldn’t let Father’s mind game rattle me.

Hunter walked into the lounge he’d left me in for hours, several bags in his hands. Dressed in a suit, his face clean–shaven, the sight of him made my heart race. My wolf strutted, standing tall with her ears erect and tail held high, as if she’d been waiting for his attention.

“I got all the basics,” Hunter said as he placed the bags at the end of the chair where I’d curled up with a book. “The rest will be delivered soon.”

He hadn’t asked me what I wanted. Any other time this presumptuousness would have rubbed me the wrong way, but I felt warmth flowing through me. It was like how he’d taken care of me in my apartment, doing all the things I’d struggled with or deemed unimportant.

I felt wanted Claimed.

“Did I tak

ong?”

Yes! My wolf howled that answer, but I was well aware that I couldn’t show too much affection now. Despite the complete bond, our future was still uncertain. I wanted him to have a way out, if it came to that.

“I was okay.”

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Surprisingly so. Even after Hunter drove away, the Lycans in the woods hadn’t advanced. How much power did Hunter have as their alpha to warrant such obedience? But that bloody face flashed in my mind again. With Lycans, only the truly ruthless could stand at the top.

Hunter sat next to the bags and met my gaze. Like he’d known I wasn’t okay when the bond stretched, and he went further away. But he didn’t say anything.

“I told them to find Rivers.”

My eyes widened.

“He’s alive? They got him out?” I asked. That had been gnawing at me the whole time. That and the guilt that had come after realising Kostas had come, but I hadn’t asked about Mother.

With how hard they were trying to get me home without telling me the whole truth, I wasn’t sure they deserved my worry. But they were still my family, after all. Even after that resentment that had grown in me, I didn’t hate my parents. But my feelings for Kostas were more complicated.

Hunter cocked his head, studying me.

“Who got him out?” he asked.

“After Elijah grabbed him, he got sick. He was barely breathing,” I explained. “The Blackmores said it was forbidden magic, but they could save him. But I overheard some of the guards say he’d died.”

“Blackmore coven?”

I caught the hint of surprise in the bond.

“Their loyalty is to your father,” Hunter added.

A chill slid down my spine. I wasn’t surprised that the director of the Bureau knew that. Their intelligence network was

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beyond anything I’d ever known. But I suddenly felt dumb for trusting them with the man who’d done everything to protect

1. me.

“They told me they would take him out during the ceremony, but I wasn’t sure if they made it. And Nathan was in such bad shape, I don’t know if he could have held out long enough for them to help.”

I noticed his fist clench briefly. Anger rippled through the bond.

“Rivers is hard to kill,” he said, almost as if that was a bad thing. “I’ll call Tanner now with the new lead.”

Tanner? As in, the deputy director at the Bureau. It was strange to hear him refer to a man feared by many so casually. But then again, he was the main boss. He had more power than most alphas. I wondered if that would work in his favour if what we did pissed off the Lycan King.

“I’ll carry these up so you can change for dinner,” he said as he stood.

He hesitated. A wave of longing rolled through to me, but he cleared his throat and looked away.

“Take your time,” he said, before leaving the room quickly.

I wasn’t sure where we were in our relationship now. It was strange. I sensed everything, felt everything, yet I still knew a relationship between us right now would do more harm than good. That it was better to play it safe until we were sure Father and the Lycan King would accept us together.

A long shot, but that was the only thing I could wish for. The only other option was bloodshed, another war.

Sighing, I put my book down and walked out of the room. I hadn’t dared look around even when Hunter had left me alone, but the decor wasn’t something I’d expected from Hunter. Marble floors, modern artwork and furniture, fancy electrics. It was all more expensive than anything I would ever own, but none of it had character. Nathan’s loud, pretentious style had more character than this.

Still, I wasn’t one to judge. Hunter was probably too busy in the human world to have designed the interior himself.

My packages were on the bed when I walked in, and Hunter had already retreated, downstairs. I’d showered twice already since I woke, so I just freshened up and walked back to the bed to pick an outfit.

I’d just chosen a simple, flowy dress when I felt a chill in the air.

Somet‘

slamm.

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