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Chapter Nine-Beckoned

Author: Amanda Penn
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His voice called to me in my dreams. It beckoned me as I moved, sensing the cool grass on my feet, the dew washing away reality as I walked closer. Somewhere in my mind, I realized I was sleepwalking. If I wasn’t stopped, I would go to that voice but the danger was muted. My mind was muddled as I moved closer to him, unable to fight it and not knowing if I wanted to.

When a hand firmly gripped my arm above the elbow, I tensed, the fear that it was too late finally moving through me and making me tremble.

“Aurora.”

Andre’s voice blended with that of my father, echoing in my mind. I tilted my head as I frowned. Was it a trick, or had I really heard the man who had sworn he would protect me? For some reason, I had believed him. I believed he would at least try. Hope sprang up in that part of my mind as I listened to him say my name again.

Slowly, my mind centered on Andre’s voice as he became more persistent, drowning out my father’s completely. “Aurora, open your eyes.”

I pulled my lid
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