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Twenty-six – 07

The bushes rustled again and Thordin’s grip on his weapon tightened. His heart began to beat a little faster. The glint of gold had to have been eyes—what else could it have been? There had been a wolf in those … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 06

“I’m still trying to figure out how you know exactly where that howl came from,” Matt said, squinting against the late morning sun. “Every other time we’ve gone toe to toe with anything like that, they’ve come from the ravines.” … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 05

“Leinth?” Dark circles ringed the Otherworlder’s eyes as she clutched her dark cloak around her body, her shoulders slumped and her hair hanging in ragged tangles around her face.  Neve let go of Phelan and tentatively approached the newcomer, swallowing … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 04

No one was near the fire when he finally made his way out into the tents beyond their sleeping quarters, but there was a kettle of water steaming on the stones around it.  He helped himself to it, making a … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 03

He woke alone. Phelan blinked up at the rafters, at the herbs he’d hung to dry from them, and counted his heartbeats for a few long moments before he stretched and groaned.  The spot where Jacqueline had been was cool; … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 02

“Stop being alarmist,” Jacqueline said quietly.  She settled against him, her head against his shoulder and hair tickling his cheek.  “Who else would be coming after us now?  We’ve risen to the challenge of all comers, Phelan.  We’ve earned our … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 01

“You’re trying to spoil me, I think,” Phelan murmured, fingers tangled in Jacqueline’s hair. She laughed in the darkness.  “Really?  Is that what you think?” “Absolutely.”  He grinned as her lips captured his again, her hands warm and gentle against … Continue reading

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