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Chapter 23

ผู้เขียน: Eileen Sheehan, Ailene Frances, E.F. Sheehan
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“Wake up, brother!” Richard bellowed as he sauntered into Oliver’s camp during the hour where the moon had retired but the sun had yet to wake up. “I have a surprise for you.”

Oliver groaned as he rolled onto his back.  With his arm over his eyes, he sniffed the air for the scent of coffee, but there was none.

“No coffee?” he grumbled as he pushed his body into a sitting position.

“This is better than coffee,” Richard eagerly said. “I’ve brought someone with me.  Get up lazy bones.”

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Oliver pulled on his pants and boots before crawling out of the small camping tent. Still not fully awake and the sun not yet risen enough for good visibility, he didn’t react to the woman standing next to Richard.

 Accustomed to waking up with coffee ready and waiting, his need for the brew was surprisingly overwhelming.   Walking to t

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  • Eliza: The Awakening (Book 1)   Chapter 23

    “Wake up, brother!” Richard bellowed as he sauntered into Oliver’s camp during the hour where the moon had retired but the sun had yet to wake up. “I have a surprise for you.”Oliver groaned as he rolled onto his back. With his arm over his eyes, he sniffed the air for the scent of coffee, but there was none.“No coffee?” he grumbled as he pushed his body into a sitting position.“This is better than coffee,” Richard eagerly said. “I’ve brought someone with me. Get up lazy bones.”Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Oliver pulled on his pants and boots before crawling out of the small camping tent. Still not fully awake and the sun not yet risen enough for good visibility, he didn’t react to the woman standing next to Richard.Accustomed to waking up with coffee ready and waiting, his need for the brew was surprisingly overwhelming. Walking to t

  • Eliza: The Awakening (Book 1)   Chapter 22

    Brett’s gut was so twisted that he could barely make the shift with ease. It had been a long time since he’d sensed a newly awakened curse in the area. This was the first time that he’d picked up on one who was in need of help. What kind of help remained to be seen. He suspected it was big though, since his gut was rarely wrong.He waited for his entire pack to shift before he allowed his own transformation to take over. His pack was a mixture of man wolves and full wolves. While most pack masters would govern over one type or the other, Brett allowed all in need of a pack to join. His only requirement was that they all get along. Since man-wolves tended to be far more aggressive and ornerier than a full wolf, he often needed to remind them of this rule by force.He was one of the rare ones who had the ability to shift either partially into a man wolf, which was basically a human’s body with a wolf&rsquo

  • Eliza: The Awakening (Book 1)   Chapter 21

    Humiliation was only one of the myriad of emotions that plagued Eliza as she watched tiny tears trickle down her mother’s cheeks while she leaned down to kiss her forehead. Shock, disbelief, fear, and anger were also in the mix.Arthur was clearly uncomfortable as he barked, “You’ll be safe here, daughter. It’s best this way.”“We can’t have you roaming about,” her mother gently explained as she exited the cage. “There are hunters searching for your kind on the mountain and we’re much too close to it. This is for your own good.”Eliza said nothing as her tear filled, chocolate colored eyes watched her father chain and padlock the door to the antique, iron barred cage that had been handed down from generation to generation. He’d kept it hidden in the part of the barn that she’d never been allowed to enter. Now, she understood why.They’d taken her cl

  • Eliza: The Awakening (Book 1)   Chapter 20

    Viviane pursed her lips while she scraped a heaping pile of scrambled eggs next to the sausage on the plate that she’d set in front of her husband.“I don’t know,” Arthur reluctantly said as he leaned back in his chair to avoid having his body hinder his wife’s serving progress, “I hate to accuse the girl.”“I could tell by her breathing that she was awake,” Viviane said. “Her shoulder was showing from beneath the covers. It was bare. It’s time we say something.”“I think she’s the one taking our livestock and not the fox,” he mused.“It would explain why your traps aren’t working,” she replied.Pounding his fist on the table so hard that his plate jumped and bits of scrambled eggs danced about on it, Arthur spat, “I hate this!”“I was hoping it would skip us,” Viviane said.&ldquo

  • Eliza: The Awakening (Book 1)   Chapter 19

    Eliza didn’t need to open her eyes to know where she was. She shivered from the cool pre-dawn dew that settled thick on her bare flesh as she slowly sat up. Although not as horrendous as the month before, sledgehammers steadily banged against the interior of her skull as her surroundings slowly came into focus. Her mouth was so parched that it felt like it was lined with sandpaper. She struggled to produce sufficient saliva to moisten it enough for her tongue to move freely.“Not again,” she moaned as she slowly got to her feet.There were bits of dried blood on her chest. She could feel it on her neck as well. She quickly inspected her body for injuries. To her relief, she found none. The blood wasn’t hers. Or, was it? Remembering how well the Epsom salts bath had healed her the month before, she wondered if she showed no signs of hurt because she’d bathed in an Epsom salts bath just before going to bed

  • Eliza: The Awakening (Book 1)   Chapter 18

    “I don’t know why you insist on being here,” Richard grumbled as Oliver walked up the narrow path to where he stood. “They’ll be gathering soon and I doubt you’ll be welcome. You should have stayed in town. What happened with that girl. Eliza, right?”“I couldn’t connect,” Oliver replied with irritation, “and I told you that I’m not quitting on you.”Richard gave a sarcastic chuckle as he asked, “What makes you think that allowing me to run with my own kind once a month without your interference is quitting on me?”“My interference, as you put it, has kept you alive on more than one occasion,” Oliver snipped between clenched teeth. “Or, have you forgotten all of the times I’ve prevented hunters from finding you?”Richard’s expression was thoughtful while he slowly shook his head and said, “I actu

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