All Chapters of Wild Hunter, Wild Husband: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Although I had made up my mind to wake up before One and then wake him up in a special way, I was the one who was woken from a deep sleep by a slight shake of my shoulder."I have to go." One propped himself up on the mattress with one knee and leaned over me. "Take a little rest today and stop training so that you are really fit again when it really starts."

I heard him enter the suite and although my heart skipped joyfully, I stayed in bed with the covers pulled up to my chin. It wasn't long before One got to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. I felt the mattress give a little under his weight."You haven't eaten" was the first sentence that broke the oppressive silence between us.

The next few days dragged on and I struggled not to let myself be caught by an alluring low. The temptation to give up hope and stop my efforts was tremendous. My suggestion to show the women in the area how to defend oneself had been turned down by the people One had spoken to. I hadn't dared start another conversation with Arron about Sava and left him alone. Sava got worse every time I saw her. She was barely a shadow of herself. And I couldn't help her. All of these setbacks dragged me down and began to raise doubts as to whether the life I was leading now was right for me. Despite the training with Arron, the occasional nice encounters with Iris and the evening hours with One that I longed for during the day

The next day we drove almost continuously, stopping only to eat something or to answer nature's call , as Arron put it. In the evening we reached the secured zone and finally several small houses that stood in a circle around a flat surface. They looked pretty shabby, but I could see someone was in the process of rebuilding them. There were stones and boards lying around everywhere, as well as other materials."Will this be our base?" I asked Arron.

Only on closer inspection did I realize that I was wrong. Hope and joy fizzled out when I noticed that the man who spoke to Arron wasn't quite as tall as One. His hair was also a little darker, his shoulders less broad. He wasn't wearing Hunter clothes either, but a shirt and black trousers made of slightly shiny fabric.Confused about this new visitor, it took me a few more minutes to see that a dozen armed men were standing nearby, keeping an eye on the area. When Arron's gaze