*Axel*
My tent flap flies open as Maggie storms in. So much for avoiding her completely. The dim lighting from the tent softens the angry features on her face as she stalks over to me with purpose. Gently, I lay aside my pen and paper and give her my undivided attention.
“How can I help you?”
“Ticket duty?” She seethes. I quirk a brow.
“You have a problem with working for your room and board?”
“No, but ticket duty? Really? I’m a shifter too. I can shift and do things and be a part of the show.”
“Good for you,” I say, looking back down at my work.
“I want to be a part of the show.” She demands.
“I’ll think about it.”
“Really?”
“No.”
“What! Why?”
“Because you are not a member of our circus. We are helping you out. You aren’t staying, so why would I alter the show to accommodate you for a short time.”
“I can’t stay?” she asks.
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