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The longer it takes, the worse it will be. Let's hope Soren hasn't waited too long.
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Soren had never seen a non-pack school before. Jasper High looked… well, not exactly nicer, but better than Elias Academy. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it; the paint was a bit fresher, the lawns a bit greener. Maybe he was just imagining things. He supposed he had seen one before — primary school was full of both werewolves and non-infected students. Soren assumed Jasper High functioned in much the same way; they had wolf runners, just not as many as the pack schools. But it had been ye
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ITUMAK “Find Jason Farin. Bring him to the palace.” Itumak watched the car fade into the dark of night. Behind him, the plane finally moved, taxiing toward a hanger in the distance. Floodlights kept night at bay, and a chill wind kept thoughts of sleep far away. Aaron was safe. It had been agonising letting the car leave without him. But his prince had given Itumak a task. He had to obey. Pulling out his phone, Itumak hurried off the tarmac in case any other planes were landing. He st
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Everyone's a critique. Surely it should be enough that the two are happy together, right? Right??
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“Where do you think you’re going with that?” Connor stopped by the door, juggling his backpack, gym bag, and a hard case. He set the case down, biting back a sigh. “I thought I told you. I want to catch a fish for Soren,” he said, turning back to his father. “And you’re going to carry that pole the entire day, and presumably Lenyal as well?” Fuck, he should have known this was going to happen. Why hadn’t he hidden the pole last night? “No sir,” he sighed. “Call your mother and tell h
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Hopefully everyone reunites safely back in Astara.
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AMBER Amber wanted to cry. No, she was crying. As the rollercoaster plummeted yet again, the queen of Astara stared at the bloody mucus in her son’s hair. She was so tired. She couldn’t do this again. “Itumak! Itumak, get Captain Darren!” Aaron screamed as they climbed once more. The neko did nothing as they went over another drop. When they bottomed out and began rising toward a loop, he finally moved, fighting to clip an earpiece on before the rollercoaster could interrupt him.
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He had a job. Soren couldn’t believe it. He’d fucked up, he’d lied to the entire Chono family, and Catherine gave him a job. Sure, it basically amounted to him mucking the stalls in the morning before work and making sure their horses were stalled properly at night. But he’d be making five coppers a day for it, plus a hot meal every evening. It was more than he deserved. Soren didn’t know how to react to this — a mere thank you would never be enough to show his gratitude. So he sat in the
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Hopefully things aren't that bad. But blood is never a good sign.
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ITUMAK Pine Mountain was packed with people. There hadn’t been much choice in timing; when the royals said they wanted to visit an amusement park, they got what they wanted. Itumak was just glad he was off the clock. It would be a headache trying to keep an eye on everything around them while tracking the queen and the prince. Of course, the fact that he could go on the rides with Aaron just made things even better. Another requirement of Aaron’s; it was their first time ever visiting a
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Yeah, they're not doing so hot. Hopefully their recovery is fast and painless.
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Shallow breaths were not helping her. There was no way to protect herself from Miles’ scent. Khurtschono stared at her sheet music, leg bouncing ever faster. Her fingers skipped over the neck of her viola as she tried to keep her playing steady despite her dancing knee. She could feel Arban and Soren watching her from the doorway, judging her every fumbled note. No, she shouldn’t think like that. In two weeks’ time, she would be on stage, performing with Miles in front of hundreds of people. T
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Either way, if he doesn't shape up, the end result's going to be the same. Especially once Aaron hears.
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AARON “The Palace Guard operates with a certain degree of autonomy.” Aaron’s eyes glanced down at the podium while his face remained unmoving. He had to be the one making this speech; the Crown Prince needed to address the fact that nekos were at the centre of this scandal. “They do not require royal permission for every mission they undertake. As such, neither the Queen nor I were aware of their actions yesterday.” How was it harder to talk into a camera than it was to face down a ta
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There does seem to be a direct correlation between youth and making decisions that will RUIN YOUR LIFE FOREVER- er... I mean, aren't the best decisions.
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“Well, look who remembered where he lives.” Connor bit back a grumble as he shuffled into the kitchen. He’d been in bed by eleven. It was seven now. That was eight hours, so why was he still so tired? Pouring a cup of coffee, he emptied a container of vanilla creamer inside. It was the only way he could drink the stuff; River’s coffee was like motor oil. But at least it provided the kick he needed to wake up. “You weren’t home when I got back,” Connor pointed out tiredly. River glowered at
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It's a fine pickle they've all found themselves in. Hopefully a happy ending can be had for all, and justice served.
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At least he saved those nekos. But yeah... sometimes you have to think before you jump.
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AARON Heated stones pressed down on Aaron’s back. The elf moaned, closing his eyes as the warmth spread through his body. “What did I tell you?” Amber said beside him. “This isn’t even the best part; this is just them softening our backs so they’re easier to work.” “I believed you,” Aaron insisted, resting his head against the face cradle. “I’m just not used to actually having time to do this.” “I apologise for that.” Amber sighed quietly. “I really should have been more attentive to
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With the kind of security Captain Darren is throwing around, surely nothing bad can reach our protagonists.
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The grass is always greener on the other side of the palace walls. And as for Itumak... well, we all know his track record.
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AARON The Crown Prince of Astara let out a relieved breath as the plane touched down. He peeled his eyes open, staring at the white wall in front of him. “It wasn’t any easier that time,” Aaron muttered. Amber smiled wanly. “Flying is certainly not my favourite mode of transportation. But it would take us a day to get here otherwise, and that’s if we drove nonstop. I don’t think even Captain Darren has that sort of stamina.” “Why didn’t we transfer in Sarelin?” Aaron asked, watching
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Yeah. Soren really needs to tell Connor sooner rather than later; the longer it takes the worse it will be.
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One down. Now, who's telling Connor?
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He was ruined. And Soren couldn’t be happier. Sure, his mind was a nervous jumble of what-ifs. But he was back with Connor. Back with the man who had made him feel like the most prized mate in the world. Four o’clock came. His alarm beeped. And Soren smiled up at the ceiling. Kurt was right. Why shouldn’t he enjoy this for as long as he could? Connor wanted him. Maybe when the boot dropped, it wouldn’t be as bad as he thought. A frantic pounding dragged him to his feet. That was two days i
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