Nathan
Three agonizingly long days have passed since I last paid the lycan king a visit. Three days for me to watch everything he’s been put through by my fellow hunters and Molly’s nurses. Though everything hasn’t been completely painful for him, I can only imagine how powerless he must feel with the constant flow of wolfsbane coursing through his veins. For three days I’ve been thinking, wondering, even planning, what my next move should be. I had to make him suffer, yes, and I was ready to do that, but I also needed him to trust me, to understand that I meant what I had indulged him in.
I know how hunters operate, because I am a high-ranked one myself. I know their strategies and how well they work together, but I also know exactly where to find the flaws and loopholes in our society
