Chapter 105
An Innkeeper’s POV The click of a gun had me awake in an instant. My heart was in my throat as I stared up at the stranger masked by a rimmed hat and black robes. He was still dripping from the rain. I swallowed hard as I stared into eyes that gleamed blue even in the darkness. Hunter. His eyes became wide when he met mine. "You-" Fuck. There was a flicker of movement in the room before the hunter was flung against the door with a furious screeching. I shot out of my bed and tried to dart for the door, but the sheets grabbed my ankle. Tripping, I hit my head against the end table. Grasping it with a groan, I dizzily scooted under the bed. "You will not kill her!" Chantelle's voice was a vicious snarl. "She's done nothing wrong!" "The traitor fed you!" The hunter spat back. "All hea
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