Scarlet Hood by Laura Wolf

Author:Laura Wolf [Wolf, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: academy, romance, ya, Paranormal, fae, fairy, tale, little, red, riding, hood, wolf, shifter, werewolf, youth, clean, trilogy, short, retelling, original
Publisher: Laura Wolf
Published: 2019-11-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

"Little Red?" Rowan's voice came through the door, chilling Scarlet to the bone.

She wrenched the door open and felt guilt stab her through the chest as she took in his relieved features.

"Red," he sighed. "I'm so glad you made it here safely."

"Did you find the man?" she asked, trying hard to keep the shame out of her voice.

"Nay," Rowan sighed. "I searched the road from end to end but there was no sign."

"Perhaps he went through to Junk Hill?"

"Aye, perhaps," Rowan agreed. "Perhaps he was no fae at all. Are you sure you have no recollection of him?"

"His cloak was pulled tight over him, and his hood low," Scarlet repeated the earlier details she had given him. "It was a frosty morning, however - I no doubt looked the same."

"Might I stop in for a glass of water?" the Huntsman asked, and Scarlet stood aside. She pulled out a chair at the table for him, and fetched him a glass.

"How is the old lady?" Rowan asked, after taking a long swig.

"She is resting now," Scarlet said. "Her fever will be fine. Thank you for stopping in to see her earlier."

"I best not stay long then," Rowan said quietly, looking back to the closed door. "I will stop in with your parents on the morrow. Will you be staying in Girdlebrook long?"

"Only as long as she needs me."

"I will escort you home, if you will allow it," Rowan offered. "It does not leave my heart easy to see you walk alone."

"I have done so for years," Scarlet pointed out stubbornly, her guilt receding around the stone that felt like it had become lodged in her throat.

"It is different now-"

"Because of that man?"

"Because of you, Scarlet," Rowan said in exasperation. "You are coming of age soon, I will not have you out and about where you could be waylaid or come to harm. Not when- I will not have it."

"Because I am coming of age," Scarlet frowned and turned on her heel, ignoring the prickling of her eyes as she busied herself by dishing out a bowl of rabbit stew for the Huntsman.

"Ah, your cooking is a fine thing," he complimented her, and stretched his legs out under the table until they peeked out the other side of the tablecloth. "It will be a fine day when I no longer have to eat my own lumpy porridge or burned rabbit."

Scarlet felt the urge to vomit at the thought. Unable to travel so far as the forest path by herself. Installed in the Huntsman's home cooking his meals and dusting his furniture. Boxed away in his house gathering dust of her own. It was enough to make her cry, but she bit down on her tongue to stifle it, unwilling to give him reason enough to prolong his visit.

"I wonder," she said with a tone much calmer than she felt. "If you might delay speaking with my parents until after I return home."

Rowan looked up to her, alighted by her comment and offered her a warm smile.

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