Christopher Robinson
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Alice made her way along the shadows of the building. At first, she didn’t understand why Tomas had acted so nervously and insistent about her sticking to the shadows. But once she had cleared the main house and reached the beginning of the city, she understood. Autumn was on fire. She pressed herself to a wall and clung to the shadows as she looked out into the chaos. Men and women laughed and drank as they beat others to the ground. As they threw bottles lit on fire into buildings, and watched them…
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“Why are you helping me?” “I told you, I made a promise.” “That’s not enough,” Alice scoffed. “I may not remember you, but even I can tell you are a man who is careful in the decisions you make and the people you help. So, what do you get out of this?” Tomas sighed. “Nothing,” he said. “Fine,” Alice replied. “What do you want out of this?” Tomas looked away. “Forgiveness,” he whispered. Alice narrowed her eyes at him. “I’m not asking for it,” he said,…
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Her eyes opened. They moved back and forth, looking at the ceiling and the walls around her. She recognized the room. The one provided for her in Autumn. She felt movement on her arms, he was doing something. It was tight, a bandage? He pulled something off of her finger, and something else from her arm. “Alice, come on,” he whispered. “I’m sorry, there’s no time for acclamation. We gotta go, now.” Alice reached her hand to her mouth and found an oxygen mask strapped to her face. She pulled…
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How long had it been? She remembered seeing the braid in Roman’s hand. Then, hearing herself scream at the realization that he had taken it from Axel. It was only a moment, a few seconds at most. But in those seconds her mind had lurched and screamed and torn itself to pieces. Where was Axel? What had happened to him? Was he still alive? Did Roman hurt him? She saw the small boy in the hospital room, half his head covered in bandages. He looked so fragile then. Was he lying in a hospital bed now?…
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“Ashleigh?” Penelope whispered. “Hey…” Ashleigh replied, feeling unsure of how to react to Granger’s younger sister. They hadn’t spent a lot of time together, but she always liked her. Penelope swallowed down her own confusing and conflicting emotions, none of that mattered right now. “Has anyone else returned?” she asked quickly stepping into the house. Clara gasped at the sight of her. Penelope was covered in dirt and leaves. Her gear was torn and she had makeshift bandages on both…
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“I am determined to finish this thing by morning,” Caleb sighed. “Can you do that? It's already late,” Ashleigh said. “And aren't you waiting on parts?” “I was, but they arrived about an hour ago. Now we just need to get them all installed and tested,” he said. “Unfortunately, the section of the fence that needs to be changed out is a bit of a trek. I'm likely going to be out of contact until the morning.” “Don't rush yourself,” she said. “That part of the border has some…
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“He’ll bring her home soon, I’m sure of it,” Wyatt said. “When he does, I hope you will help to make the transition for her smooth.” “Of course,” Saul replied. “Though I’m sure Luna Corrine will be much better than I at the task.” “Very true,” Wyatt nodded. “But I plan to make her unavailable for a while once Axel has brought his mate home.” Saul gave Wyatt a questioning glance. Of course, Saul would never directly pry into anyone’s personal business. But that didn’t…
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“That was… surprising,” Mateas said quietly as he pulled on his shirt. “Why?” Penelope asked, she was already dressed and working on tying her boots. “I just… didn’t expect us to do…. that,” he replied. “Sex, Mateas,” Penelope sighed. “We had sex.” “Obviously,” Mateas stated. “Well, since you seemed to have trouble saying the word, I wasn’t sure,” Penelope smiled sarcastically. Mateas clenched his jaw in frustration. “I just meant that we are not mates….”…
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“I feel better,” Ashleigh sighed, leaning back against his chest. “Really?” Caleb asked, leaning forward to rest his chin on her shoulder. “Yes,” she smiled. “Obviously, I would prefer to just know all the answers, and poof, my Luna loves me, we accept each other, and all is well in the world. But I feel like… I've made progress?” Caleb chuckled. “You have, Ash,” he whispered, nuzzling against her throat, “otherwise I wouldn't be able to do this.” Ashleigh smiled as his warm…
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Long ago, Ashleigh had found a deep cave about an hour’s walk from the training grounds. The entrance cave was simple and deep enough for a temporary shelter that the native wildlife often used. But at the back wall, there was a narrow passageway, one she could barely slip through. It was a long thin corridor that eventually opened to a deep natural well. Rays of daylight poured through a small opening from high above. There was an echo of the soft drips of water that fell somewhere below. Ashleigh…
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