{"id":3866,"date":"2019-02-11T00:00:44","date_gmt":"2019-02-11T05:00:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3866"},"modified":"2019-02-10T18:32:02","modified_gmt":"2019-02-10T23:32:02","slug":"eleven-03-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3866","title":{"rendered":"Eleven &#8211; 03"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>[This post is from Matt&#8217;s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n<p>A lone whistle sounded from the northern end of their settlement\u2014the direction of the Wild Hunt\u2019s encampment.<\/p>\n<p>Phelan\u2019s mouth snapped shut and he turned, expression stricken, toward the northern end of camp.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe Hunt,\u201d Tala said, looking toward the north, her jaw setting. \u201cYou think they\u2019ve spotted something?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThey wouldn\u2019t be raising an alarm if they hadn\u2019t,\u201d Hecate murmured.<\/p>\n<p>Bile rose in Matt\u2019s throat and he swallowed hard, trying to force it back down again. His heart started to beat a little faster. \u201cThat\u2019s not an alarm,\u201d he said in a choked voice. He slowly let go of Hecate, easing her out of his lap and standing. She watched him, drawing her knee against her chest again, her brow creasing in concern.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re certain?\u201d she asked, her voice barely audible.<\/p>\n<p>He nodded, guts churning. Another whistle answered the first. He could <em>almost<\/em> sort out the message bound up in it. \u201cYeah. Tala\u2019s right, though, they\u2019ve spotted something.\u201d He swallowed hard, the knot in his throat starting to loosen. \u201cStay here. I\u2019ll go find out what\u2019s going on.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019ll come with you,\u201d Hecate said, already getting to her feet. Matt winced.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou don\u2019t\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s either going to be me or it\u2019s going to be Marin,\u201d Hecate said, glancing toward her sister-in-law before her gaze returned to him. \u201cAnd I think you\u2019d rather it be me.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>He held his tongue and nodded. \u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m coming, too,\u201d Phelan said, then looked at Tala. \u201cYou\u2019ll stay here?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOf course,\u201d she said, frowning. \u201cSomeone\u2019s got to help Mar calm the troops, right?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI can hold it down if you want to go with them, Tala,\u201d Marin said quietly, running her hand slowly up and down Lin\u2019s back. Her expression was grim, face a little gray. Matt suppressed a shiver.<\/p>\n<p>He knew she was worried. He was, too, but he couldn\u2019t let it show on his face. Not yet.<\/p>\n<p>He was sure she still knew.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[This post is from Matt&#8217;s point of view.] A lone whistle sounded from the northern end of their settlement\u2014the direction of the Wild Hunt\u2019s encampment. 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