Christopher Robinson
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“You don’t look entirely pleased to see me,” Jonas smiled brightly. “I’m almost offended.” “No, you’re not,” Caleb sighed. Jonas laughed. “No, I’m not. Go ahead and roll me in, Sweet Pea.” Nessa appeared from the other side of Jonas and took control of his chair. Axel moved back to the stool as they entered the room. “You boys behave,” Nessa smiled as she locked the break on the wheelchair and then left the room, shutting the door as she left. “That was a hell of a…
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Caleb roared as he pressed his shoulder into Jonas’ hip; wrapping his arms around his thighs, he lifted him off the ground and threw him back over his shoulder. Jonas landed on the stone circle with a heavy thud. His wolves howled out. Caleb heaved heavy breaths. He was exhausted, and his skin felt as though it were in shreds from the burning rub of the chainmail. Jonas got to his feet. “AAAGGHHHH!” he screamed out, thumping his fists against his chest before running at full speed toward…
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Ashleigh was silent. The world around her had gone still. Fiona stared at her, waiting for a response. “How… what…” Ashleigh couldn’t even form a sentence. Fiona sat back down on the stool beside Ashleigh. “So, it’s true then,” Fiona sighed. Ashleigh swallowed. She had unintentionally confirmed what Fiona had only suspected. “Obviously, I don’t know what actually happened,” Fiona said. “But I have known your father for almost thirty years. He and Cain were closer than anyone…
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“You won today because you were accepted by this pack as someone they will follow. Someone they will fight and die for if necessary.” Ashleigh stared at Fiona with complete shock. She was accepted? No, it was only a game, and only a few wolves. “They chose you over me, Ashleigh,” Fiona continued. “This whole time, not once in any other round did a single wolf choose you. But this time, when you chose to protect them in place of winning the game, they chose you.” “I wasn’t trying…
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They scrambled to their feet and turned to hurry up the hill. Fiona broke Ashleigh’s hold, tossing her to the side. Fiona grabbed one of Ashleigh’s fallen karambits, throwing it at the fleeing wolves. Ashleigh moved faster, knocking the karambit off its trajectory and sending it into the bushes. She let out a soft cry as the blade sliced her palm. “You should have taken the opportunity they gave you to get away while you could. What a waste!” Fiona shouted as she readied her club and charged at…
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“Ssshhh!” Ashleigh whispered, quieting the boy by her side. She held him back with her arm, pressing herself against the rocks as hard as she could and trying to make them both invisible. Ashleigh waited until the wolf had passed and she couldn’t hear his steps anymore. “Alright,” she whispered. “We can move now.” The boy looked up at her sadly. “I’m slowing you down, Miss Ashleigh,” he said. Ashleigh got down on her knee before him, placing her hands on his shoulders; she tried…
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Caleb agreed to Jonas’ terms and then promptly left. Jonas had already prepared rooms for both visiting Alphas to rest. Axel was left with Jonas. “What the hell is this?” Axel asked after Caleb was gone. “I don’t understand what’s happening.” Jonas laughed. “Like the boy said, it’s a fight,” Jonas replied. “He and I will duke it out, and whoever wins is the battle master to the wolves of Broken Crag.” “You don’t mean you’re giving up your role as Alpha, do you?” Axel…
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“How is that even possible?!” Ashleigh shouted angrily. “I don’t mean to be a jerk… but how, how could you defeat Fiona on your first try when I can’t on my twentieth!” “I can’t tell you,” Clara sighed. “But I will say one thing… there is more than one way to win the challenge. Just listen to the rules carefully.” After her conversation with Clara, there was no way Ashleigh could just lay back in bed. The game she had failed at over and over was a simple test? One that all…
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Caleb had been gone for three days. Fiona had canceled the war games on the first day, and Ashleigh had spent the entire day in the treehouse, just missing him. It was strange. She had missed him before. She had rushed to Summer when she thought he was hurt. But this was different. It was as if the hollowness left behind by the suppressant was spreading. Knowing he was out there, but she couldn’t feel him anymore was draining her of her energy. Ashleigh forced herself to leave the treehouse. It was…
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“What?” Caleb asked, knitting his brows in confusion. “No, no, he didn’t… I was here when you tried to negotiate that. You got into an argument; my father refused the deal.” “Your daddy said no when we offered to trade in silver and iron weapons,” Jonas said. “But he reached out and agreed to design it for us, so long as we didn’t make the weapons for yours or any other pack.” Caleb stared at Jonas. He didn’t understand what he was saying. “Honestly, we were happy to agree,”…
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