Christopher Robinson

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  • by Christopher Robinson Granger took in deep painful breaths. His sweat rolled down over his body, causing even more pain as it moved into the open gashes that littered his body. He had been bound to the gallows post by his hands tied together over his head. His shirt was removed, and his back received every crack of the whip for the first thirty lashes. The flesh had torn until the bone was exposed. So much of his blood had soaked the ground beneath him that when they turned him to receive the other twenty lashes on his chest,…
  • by Christopher Robinson Two hours after the moon had already risen, the door to his cell was opened. Granger swallowed and stood up from his place on the bed. Saul and another guard stepped into the cell. After placing new restraints on him, Saul led him from the room. “So…” Granger started to speak. “I have been given permission to remove your tongue, if necessary,” Saul replied. Granger swallowed and closed his mouth. He was led through the streets of what used to be his home. Men and women he recognized stared…
  • by Christopher Robinson He lay on the bed, staring up at the stone ceiling. “How do you like your room?” Axel asked from the door of the cell. “It’s quite nice,” Granger replied, turning his head with a smile. “Thank you.” Axel smiled back with cold eyes. “There seems to be a lot of bustling around today. Something big must be happening,” Granger said, sitting up and tilting his head as he spoke. “Is it a party?” “Yes,” Axel nodded. “A celebration.” “Oh? For anyone I know?” “It’s…
  • by Christopher Robinson There were only three days before the full moon. Axel had returned to Winter, and with him, he had brought the traitor. On his arrival, Corrine, Wyatt, and Saul all stood waiting. Axel pulled Granger from the car, pushing him forward until he stumbled to his knees before them. He lifted his head, looking up at Wyatt. “Hello, father-in-law,” Granger smiled. Wyatt let out a low rumbling growl, but Axel reacted to his words. First, he reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair. Then, pulling…
  • by Christopher Robinson The surviving children of Whiteridge totaled twenty-two. From Shadowcrest, there were only ten, and two women in their very early twenties, one from each pack. They had been kept alive to mind the children. They were weak, hungry, and thirsty. Granger had provided only the bare minimum for them to survive. Brought back to Summer, the surviving members of Eclipsed were the first to greet them. Having suffered their own tragedy, Amy, the surviving teenage daughter of their alpha, thought they would be more…
  • by Christopher Robinson Granger stared up at Ashleigh taking shallow breaths. The cold steel of the blade against his throat. He licked his lips. “Ash…” Caleb called to her. Begged her to come back. “She’s gone….” Granger replied with a twisted smile. “She’s lost in the rage and gonna kill us both.” “Shut up,” Caleb growled. “Ashleigh, please listen to me…” “Do it, Ash… slit my throat,” Granger gave her a crazed smile. “You’ll feel my death, my heart slowing to a crawl until nothing is…
  • by Christopher Robinson “Granger! You pathetic worm! Come out!” Caleb shouted, throwing himself into a small alcove. His voice echoed all around him, bouncing between the cave walls. He held tight to his arm, the arrow just barely grazed him, but he couldn’t be sure if it was poisoned or not this time. When Caleb first arrived, he was surprised to find that the entrance was a natural cave. He expected to see a hatch or a door leading to this secret lab, but instead, he found three different tunnels. He chose the left one.…
  • by Christopher Robinson “We don’t know if he will have any other wolves with him,” Caleb said as he walked beside Galen down the hall, Fiona following close behind. “We need to be prepared for a fight, but the children are there too.” They entered a room. Galen immediately walked ahead and pulled down a map to lay on the table at the center of the room. Caleb stepped forward. “Here,” he said, circling an area along the mountainside between Summer and Broken Crag. “This is where Axel said Granger took…
  • by Christopher Robinson ‘No…! Please… Caleb! Don’t go!!’ Ashleigh cried out. Caleb woke in his room two hours later, his head ached and the taste in his mouth was bitter. He tried to sit up but the room was spinning around him. He teetered to the side. “Whoa..” a familiar voice called out. Caleb looked up to see Galen reaching a hand out to steady him. “Galen?” Caleb said. “Yea, Brother, it’s me.” “What happened?” Caleb asked. “What do you remember?” Another familiar voice asked. Caleb…
  • by Christopher Robinson “Don’t,” Alice demanded. “Where are they?! What have you done with these missing kids!” “It wasn’t me, Alice. Granger did this all on his own.” “Bullshit! Nothing ever happens without your knowledge,” Alice said. “I appreciate how highly you think of me, but I assure you, I am not happy about this situation either. But, unfortunately, I underestimated the level topsy to Granger’s turvy.” “You gave him control of me, without even knowing what he was capable of?” “I…
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