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Hunters were a group of magically altered humans that were elite members of the human king Taran’s personal army.
His eyes were clenched shut beneath heavy jet-black brows that were framed by high cheekbones and a flawless complexion. A dark, neatly trimmed beard and mustache followed a strong, angular jawline, framing sultry, lustful lips that were pressed tightly together. His silver, black-streaked shoulder-length hair was half tied back, revealing the elegant, handsome contours of his face and pointed ears.
“You mean to tell me … that the female shifter over there managed to strike you with an iron arrow to the heart? The Silver Shadow of the Inner Kingdom was almost slain … unintentionally?” His body convulsed, doubling over in laughter.
The trials will challenge your mind, body, and soul. Testing the strength of your own heart to see if you are worthy. You must be willing to sacrifice everything you have and everything you are. None before you have volunteered for this, nor have they survived. Knowing this, do you still desire to declare yourself our champion?
She released her grasp as the magical liquid danced along my forearm, creating a tattoo of three staggered open eight-point stars that swirled and connected through threads of wisping clouds.
“Our mage has been looking for you, half-breed. I couldn’t believe our luck when we found you sitting all alone on that beach. It was almost too easy.”
“Don’t give in.” His plea was full of sorrow and pain. “We are on our way. You must be brave for a little longer, Spitfire. Trust that I will find you. We will always find each other.”
“I’m strong, Skylar,” Daxton said with a commanding tone that was calm and steady. “Lash out all you want … Trust me, I have seen and been through my fair share of pains in this life. There is no need to feel ashamed or hide whatever you are feeling when you are with me. If you need a punching bag, I am here. If you need a shoulder to cry on, I will remember to bring a spare change of clothes and happily catch your tears.”
“Anything you want or need, I will see it done. I’m here for you, Skylar. You are not alone.”
“You believe I will win?” “I know you will.” His confidence in my ability to defeat the trials was absolute and unwavering. “I know this because you have awakened something dormant inside my soul, Skylar Cathal. Something I never thought I would be able to feel …” “What is it?” I asked, waiting on bated breath. My chest rose and fell as Daxton moved to sit next to me on the bed. His hand reached up to cup my face, and the same fiery spark of electricity passed through us. “Hope.”
You want me … just because I can increase your strength as alpha. To share my magic in a claiming mark.”
“I am Skylar Cathal of the Solace Shifter Pack. I am strong enough to face this challenge and stubborn enough not to lose. I promise, Valdor … I will free you. I swear I will give all that I am to unleash the Heart of Valdor and heal our world.”
“Let me know how I can help … satisfy your needs. All you need to do is ask.”
“My father retold that moment to us countless times, but he always said it was hard to describe accurately. One day, he would always tell us, if we were lucky enough to find our mate, we would know without a shadow of a doubt who they were.” Daxton’s gaze drifted away, like he was traveling through time. “My father also told us to do everything in our power to never lose them. To fight for their happiness, for that is where true love and a deeper meaning in life can be found.” Daxton held his breath, and I knew other memories were flashing through his mind.
