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Bun burrows deeper into my lap, trembling against my chest. The cave has gone deadly silent except for her sniffles. “I can explain,” Owen says again, taking another careful step…
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Chapter 88: Lyre: Let’s All Calm Down LYRE Jack-Eye steps forward, hands raised. “Let’s all calm down.” I ignore him. “Do you want to send her back to intensive care?…
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Chapter 87: Lyre: Embraced (?) LYRE There’s a special joy that comes from watching someone who once stood tall crumble into terrified submission. Owen—all six-foot-something of Order-aligned angelic muscle—keeps flinching…
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Chapter 86: Grace: Honey, I’m Home The kids race toward the entrance of the cave and I trail behind, arms sore from handling the little shifter tornado, who now twists…
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Chapter 85: Grace: Wild Child I reach for the fluttering brown sparrow darting through the room, but my fingers close on empty air as Bun zips toward the ceiling. “Damn….
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Chapter 84: Lyre: Irritating Company LYRE I drum my fingers against the steering wheel, counting each breath the oversized wolf takes from the passenger seat. Inhale. Exhale. Each one sounds…
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Chapter 83: Caine: Directions CAINE I grip the steering wheel tight enough to leave indentations in the leather as Jack-Eye’s voice crackles through my phone’s speaker. My patience—already hanging by…
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Chapter 82: Grace: Strawberries (III) “Here.” I hand Owen his phone once he returns, and the absence of the device makes my fingers curl into fists. It’s like handing over…
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Chapter 81: Grace: Strawberries (II) “Almost done, Bun.” I rub a threadbare towel over her damp curls, careful not to tug. She giggles and stomps. So. Freaking. Cute. A pipe…
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Chapter 80: Grace: Strawberries (I) Giant brown eyes watch me with such suspicion, I’m pretty sure their owner thinks I’m a very hungry dragon with toddler on the menu. I…