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She suffered no nightmares that night.
The same dreams danced across her sleeping mind… and yet, they were not the same. Empty eyes and the sm..
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She would never know how she managed to make it back home that night without her parents ever finding out. Even considering the drive—which took..
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Ryan left.
He stayed long enough to unstrap Aleda’s hands from the training claws and give her a few last pointers before telling her that he n..
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The days passed.
Classes went by. Each one was barely different from the rest. Mara renewed her efforts to set fire to the chemistry lab tables, desp..
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“You still smell like blood.”
“You need to come up with a better greeting.”
Ryan’s nose twitched. “Well, you do...
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Aleda walked out of the apartment in a kind of daze. Ever since that incident at the shopping center, the world burned at the edges of her vision like..
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Aleda wasn’t talking to him.
In fact, she was barely looking at him… Which was a unique trick, considering that she’d been pummeli..
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Holidays were more or less optional in Aleda’s family. Winter Solstice might be celebrated, but Christmas could be safely skipped. The whole con..
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“Aleda…” he said under his breath.
“Yeah?”
“…Go back to the bike. Now. Don’t run.”
“A..
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“Where did you go, Aleda?”
“I-I was out,” Aleda stuttered. Papa crossed his arms, waiting. “With Ryan.”
He rais..
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