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Chapter 14: A Plan Born To Despair

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His footsteps pounded like my heartbeat, keys twirled around his fingers sent sharp clinking waves to my ears.

“....from the first day you stepped your foot here” he continued, his smile stretched from ear to ear, freezing me to the core like a frozen lake as he opened the cage.

His teeth shining in the starlight, the molded wolf statuette in my hand, a heavy burden.

His hold, made of steel shoves me through the Sun Pack's camp for the third time, on the third day. My heavy boots landed with a shaky gait. I staggered on the frost heaved ground, chains rattling like a funeral dirge.

The glade unveils, a circle of torches spattering blazes, and Jason stands at its center, his slate-gray eyes cut across the gloom of the forest.

His right hand raises “someone’s prying,” he breaks the silence, his tone carrying a quiet growl, as his fingers pointed to the hill where that same man stands, motionless and alone, a dark shade against the early morning’s light.

My heart races, hope surging
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