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Chapter 73
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2026-04-12 20:59:43
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By noon, the city awoke to a yellow boiling haze, and Carolina came in from the yard with her braid unspooled, thrumming with purpose. She scattered garden mud across the tile and went straight for the battered laptop Xander kept on a perpetual trickle charge, careful not to knock the resurrection rig he’d slaved together from breadboards and old drone parts. She shoved aside yesterday’s fingerprints of jam, keyed in the passcode—Xander’s own middle name, which she used as leverage every time they fought—and opened the daily feed. It was mostly trash, as always, but deep in a tangle of market codes and manifestos, a new package had posted. North of the river, on the far side of the arc-light perimeter, someone was trading in “authentic pre-blight pharmaceuticals,” and using a tag that pinged Carolina’s teeth with recognition.Xander, at the stove, coaxing heat from a coil patched together with copper wire and an old fountain pen, heard her bring up the file. The keyboard made a peele
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They made it a ritual to watch the city from the roof before bed, taking a bottle of acid-pear cider and the slab of black bread Carolina bartered from the river people who drifted through sometimes. This was the highest point left in seven blocks, the only place the wind still smelled half-distant, untainted by the stew of trash and sugarcane and rot that clung to the lower streets. Xander sat cross-legged against a chimney, Carolina draped across his feet, dragging her thumb through the salt lines she’d set in a rough perimeter around the rooftop. She never said if she believed, but she always salted, always checked the corners.Tonight, she wore a sequined jacket scavenged from a bridal shop window, probably mulched from a dozen parties long ruined. It left a trail of tiny reflective paillettes behind as she moved, and Xander watched the city’s pink-and-green post-apocalyptic auroras dance in her wake.“I think there are new stars,” he said, after a while. “Or maybe I forgot the ol
Alpha’s Forbidden Mate Ch. 86
Most mornings, Xander thought Carolina never truly slept. She folded herself in next to him, made every promise of rest and then, by dawn, was already out in the mud, knees bruised, cursing at slugs with words that’d shock old gods awake. He followed her out, always slow to start, and together they’d wrangle new disasters: a collapsed trellis, the tin roof torn by wind, the dog dragging bones in places no one wanted to admit had ever been lived in.The world kept slipping gears, but she ran on spite and root-rot. Today she’d fixed her hair in a braid so tight it left a red line on her temple, but within an hour the braid was wild again, bits stuck through with burrs and grass heads. Xander found her kneeling by a barrel, rubbing compost through her hands as if she could will the next season forward by sheer kinetic force. He handed her a knife, a fresh wedge of bread, all the little offerings he’d learned to make.She took the bread, bit off the heel, and pointed the knife at him. “Yo
Alpha’s Forbidden Mate Ch. 85
By a late August dusk, the patchwork legacy of the garden sprawled in every direction, fermenting new chaos even as old cycles geared up for the autumn dieback. Carolina’s hands were green-streaked and raw from the last haul, her nails packed with what she called “the filth of apostle’s joy.” She left a trail of pumpkins behind her as she barrelled to the door, tripping it open with a booted foot and shouting for Xander in a voice that rattled the empty bottles on the sill.“Dinner!” she yelled, brandishing a mutant zucchini like a cudgel. “Tonight you’re learning to cook, or so help me I will burn this place down and move in with raccoons.”She’d moved on fast from the myth of fragile domesticity and set her faith, instead, on spectacle. Tonight she taught the twins how to pit olives with a pocketknife and hack open squash with a hatchet. She delegated. She barked. Xander kissed the back of her soaked neck just to see her bristle.“Why do you want to teach me to cook?” he asked, flic
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By the time Xander caught up to Carolina, she was already knee-deep in brambles at the edge of the compost perimeter, hurling lengths of chicken wire at the twins with curses that would have made a dockworker flinch. He slid down the loose grit slope, boots sliding out from under him, and landed nearly on top of her. She spat a seed husk at him and said, “About time.”The new breach wasn’t much—a raccoon, or something smarter, had clawed the mesh aside and left a reeking cavity. They worked together, hands overlapping on pliers and wire, voices winding together in a language of grunts and jokes. It rained a little, enough to wet the hair at their temples and fuse loose clothing to skin. She got cold. He pulled off his jacket and draped it around her shoulders, and she burrowed into it like a child, eyes narrowed but pleased.“You planning to take over my job, or just my fashion?” she asked.He wiped the mud from her cheek with his thumb. “I like the view from here.”She rolled her eye
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Most nights were the way they liked it: Xander and Carolina together, alone atop the scorched roof under the taste of wood smoke and a shredded quilt of stars. The only voices carried up from below were kids bickering over a deck of cards, and dogs just beyond the garden wall, barking at the night as if it might finally bark back. Carolina had brought a jar of moonshine, and her thighs pressed up against his like she could wring the day out of him through osmosis.He let her. Let her pick the bugs from his hair, let her tap his shin with hers whenever she was about to confess or demand or lure him in with a gross science fact. “Did you know, post-catastrophe, raccoons have evolved eating plastic?” she asked, peeling the label off the glass with her thumb. “They get tumors, but then their litters get smarter anyway. It’s like nature wanted a little chaos-creature to outlive us all.”“I thought that’s what you wanted me for,” Xander said, and she snorted, bumping his arm in blinkered jo
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