Christopher Robinson
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By the time Caleb had found his way back to where he had left Ashleigh, another firework had gone off, and the actors had returned to the stage. Lily lay dead on the ground, holding a single lily of the valley in her hand. Geri sat beside her on his knees, whimpering. His hand at his side, he leaned forward and placed his forehead to hers letting out soft sobs. “Rise, Alpha of Winter,” a voice called to Geri. Caleb glanced at the other end of the stage. Three women approached Geri, all wore…
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In Winter, there were many celebrations and festive events. Most were held within the smaller communities rather than the whole of Winter. Some were small, some large. More often, these kinds of things were celebrated in the south. The northern territory always had a stricter adherence to tradition and order. Things like Christmas and Thanksgiving were human holidays that had been widely accepted within the southern half of the pack. When the idea was first broached, Wyatt’s father, who had been Alpha…
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“There are certain rules we agreed to long ago to have a successful working relationship, Roman…. Do you need help remembering them?” Holden asked, pressing the blade against Roman's throat. “No,” Roman smiled. “I remember them, just fine.” Roman's eyes roamed to Alice, who hadn't moved. She stared back at him with fury, and he could see it was still her. He felt relieved. Holden caught the look in Roman's eye. “Alice,” Holden said, without turning his attention away from Roman.…
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He pressed his lips to her throat, feeling the pulse of her heart pounding away in a panicked flurry. He smiled. Alice tried to move away, but his hand in her hair held her in place. Roman brought his other hand to her shoulder and gently squeezed her. Alice was a woman of average height; her build was small but strong. Her shoulder did not squish or poke as he pressed her. Instead, it felt firm and soft beneath his rough hands. Alice clenched her jaw and turned away from him. But she didn't speak. She…
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After spending weeks searching to no avail, Roman returned to Autumn without a word of warning. He had traveled to France and then to Italy. But she was nowhere to be found, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. It didn’t make sense for her to suddenly appear after all these years. It didn’t make sense that his father had no clue where she had gone in the first place. No, his father liked Bell. Saw her as a daughter, fawned over her, and tried to protect her. He wouldn’t have let…
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Alice watched from the treetops. She had noticed them more than an hour ago. But, so far, they hadn’t noticed her. The girl was skilled. She had carefully moved along the trees. So quickly and with such a light foot, the snow did not fall from the branches to reveal her position. Alice knew that there were at least four others with her. The scouting parties of Winter always had at least five. Unlike Spring, who often sent scouts out alone, believing them less likely to be spotted this way. It was…
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“I hear everything’s been approved for the defense upgrades in Winter,” Ashleigh said as she watched Caleb getting ready for his day. “Yep. And Galen is eagerly awaiting the delivery. Very eagerly,” Caleb groaned. “He has asked for an update three times today alone.” Ashleigh giggled. “Can you blame him?” she asked, sitting up in bed. “Getting these defenses up is the first step to making sure that Bell and Ren are safe from the monster that hurt her.” Caleb nodded as he worked on…
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Caleb clenched his jaw and gripped the phone in his hand so tightly it the plastic case began to crack. He took a deep breath through his nose and slowly pushed it between his lips. “How is it that I am just hearing about this,” he said with an underlying tone of anger. Galen sighed on the other end of the line. “I am sorry. I know I overstepped.” “You think so?” Caleb growled. “Knowing how Ash–” Galen started to reply but thought better of it, “how our Luna feels about the topic…
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The scouting party that had once been led by the hopeful beta of Winter had consisted of five men. Mateas was a young man skilled in tracking and a reluctant leader when the position was suddenly made available. Devon was a quiet man in his mid-years. He was a good archer and happy to live a life of service and solitude where he could. Arthur was only nineteen and excited by the prospect of glory. He had taken it particularly hard when their leader had turned out to be a traitor. Lane and Oren were the…
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It had been a month since Wyatt had officially become just another pack member. Three weeks since he had joined his scouting team. He felt renewed as he ran through the snow, over the hills, and into the mountains. As he howled out reports and waited for the replies of his fellow scouts. There was fulfillment in service. One that he hadn't felt for a long time. His people had loved him, trusted him. And though they would disagree, he knew that he hadn't been of service to them for many years. Wyatt had…
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