The Messenger werewolf novel Iva and Nick Chapter 391, by Elle Vintea read online Free PDF
The Hunters Pursuit
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The Hunter’s Pursuit
The orchard was bathed in the soft, golden light of the setting sun, casting long shadows across the rows of ancient trees. The air was sweet with the scent of ripening fruit, and the gentle rustle of leaves provided a soothing backdrop to the quiet evening.
Rauno walked beside her, his pace slow and measured, his hands clasped loosely behind his back. The silence between them was thick, heavy with unspoken words and the weight of his presence.
Iva kept her eyes fixed on the path ahead, her hands clasped tightly in front of her, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and confusion.
She had no idea why he had wanted to talk to her. No idea what he could possibly want from her. Every instinct screamed at her to run, to flee, to get away from this man and his intentsity.
But she couldn’t. She had to play the role, had to keep up the facade of the grateful, trusting young woman who had been saved by the nuns.
The orchard stretched before them, a labyrinth of trees and shadows. The leaves rustled overhead, and the distant sound of birdsong drifted through the warm air. Rauno stopped at the base of an old apple tree, its branches heavy with fruit, and turned to face her.
“There’s something I need to tell you,” he said, his voice low and rough. “Something I haven’t spoken about in a long time. Something I’ve kept buried deep inside me for years.”
Iva’s throat tightened. She wanted to look away, to break the intensity of his gaze, but she couldn’t. His eyes held her captive, dark and searching, as if he were trying to see into her very soul.
Rauno’s gaze drifted into the distance, his eyes unfocused, as if he were looking at something far away. When he spoke again, his voice was softer, tinged with a pain that seemed to have been buried deep for years, a wound that had never truly healed.
“I had a family once,” he said, his voice carrying the weight of a lifetime of grief.
“A wife and a daughter. We were so happy together. I thought I thought I had everything I could ever want. A home. A future. A reason to wake up every morning. My wife, Edera, she had the most beautiful smile. And my daughter, little Mimi, she was only five years old. She used to run through the fields, laughing, chasing butterflies. She had the most infectious laugh. I used to tell her she would grow up to be a great leader someday.”
He paused, his jaw tightening, a muscle twitching in his cheek.
“And then, in the blink of an eye, it was all gone. I lost them both.”
Iva’s breath caught in her throat. Her heart, which had been pounding with fear, now ached with an unexpected surge of sympathy.
She had never expected this.
She had seen Rauno as nothing more than a threat, a hunter who would destroy her if he knew the truth.
She had never imagined that beneath the cold exterior, there was a man who had known loss-deep, devastating, soul-crushing loss.
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“I’m so sorry,” she said softly, the words slipping out before she could stop them. “I can’t imagine how painful that must have been. To lose everything in an instant.”
Rauno’s eyes snapped to hers, and for a moment, they blazed with a fire that made her step back.
His expression twisted with pain and rage, the carefully constructed mask of calm cracking to reveal the torment beneath.
“Painful?” he repeated, his voice harsh and bitter. “You have no idea what pain is. You have no idea what it feels like to lose everything you love in a single, brutal moment. You have no idea what it’s like to hold your dying daughter in your arms and feel completely helpless.”
He took a step toward her, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. His chest was heaving, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
“I didn’t lose them,” he said, his voice trembling with barely contained rage. “They were taken from me. Taken by creatures-things-that you only find in your worst nightmares. Monsters. Abominations. They came in the night, silent and swift. I was away that day. When I came back, our home was destroyed. The walls were covered in blood. My wife was… she was…”
He stopped, unable to continue.
Iva’s heart ached for him. Despite everything, despite the danger he represented, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of empathy for the man who had lost everything.
Rauno turned away, his shoulders shaking with the force of his emotions.
“And after that, I became what you see now. A hunter. I hunt those creatures, those abominations, so that no other family has to suffer what I went through. So that no other father has to watch his wife and child die. I made a vow-a promise to myself-that I would never rest until every single one of them was destroyed.”
His voice dropped to a low, venomous whisper.
“I thought my heart had gone cold,” he said quietly, turning back to face her. “I thought I could never feel anything for anyone again. The day they died, something inside me died as well. I became a shell, a machine driven by nothing but vengeance. But then I saw you.
Iva blinked, confused by the sudden shift in his tone. His eyes, which had been blazing with rage, softened as they fixed on her.
“I saw you with your son,” he said, his voice becoming almost tender. “I saw the way you held him, the way you looked at him with so much love. And something-something moved inside me. Something I thought had died a long time ago.”
Iva’s throat was so tight she could barely breathe. She wanted to speak. She wanted to tell him that not all creatures were monsters, that there was good in the world, that hatred only bred more hatred. But the words wouldn’t come.
She couldn’t reveal herself.
She couldn’t risk it.
“I don’t understand,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “What are you trying to tell me?
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Rauno stepped closer, his eyes searching hers with an intensity that made her heart race.
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“I’m trying to ask you out, Iva,” he said simply. “I want to get to know you better. I want to see where this could go. I know this is sudden, and I know you must have your doubts. But I feel something when I’m around you. Something I haven’t felt in years. I want to be part of your life. I want to be part of your son’s life.”
Iva stared at him, her mind reeling.
A hunter was asking her out!!!
The man who would kill her son without a second thought was asking her out. The man who had vowed to destroy creatures like her, creatures like her son, was standing before her, confessing feelings he had no right to feel.
“I don’t know what to say,” she managed, her voice trembling. “This is… this is a lot to take in.”
Rauno nodded slowly, his expression understanding.
“I know. I don’t expect an answer right now. Just… think about it. That’s all I’m asking.”
He reached out and gently touched her hand, his fingers warm against her skin.
“I’ll give you time,” he said softly. “Take all the time you need.”
Then he turned and walked away, leaving Iva standing alone in the orchard, her mind reeling, her heart pounding with a fear and emotion she couldn’t shake.
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