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Filed to story: When the Moon Hatched Book “Something on your mind, Grihm?” He clears his throat, like checking to see if it’ll work before he speaks in a voice rusty from misuse. “I would like to request leave.” I look sidelong at him, taking in his pale hair streaked in ash, his black leathers…

Filed to story: When the Moon Hatched Book My knees wobble, threatening to buckle from the weight of her deep, mournful yowls. “Give me something else to focus on. Please.” The words have barely left my lips when Kaan presses his against my ear, a dense hum rumbling from his chest and cutting through the…

Filed to story: When the Moon Hatched Book “Assassinate. This right here”—I gesture to the tunnel he’s leading me down—“is a prime location for you to slit my throat, then carve some letters on my chest.” Wonder what he’d give me. Probably: R E T U R N S P R E C I O…

Filed to story: When the Moon Hatched Book I reach forward, brushing my hand across the Moonplume’s once-leathery hide now fossilized. So hard and cold it’s like caressing a frosted mound of ice. “Your moon,” I rasp, a small smile picking up the corner of my mouth as a tear slips down my cheek that…

Filed to story: When the Moon Hatched Book I struggle to gather the breath to tell him exactly that. That his flame does not shriek or hiss or spit. It is but a flame, and it does one thing. It burns. “Crush your flame, Sire. Or I’ll crush you,” I seethe with cutthroat certainty—violently aware…

Filed to story: When the Moon Hatched Book Kaan’s rules. Such bullshit. Furious, yet desperate to get back to Sl?tra, I did as he asked—slurping down the stew so fast I only realized the meal was too rich and spicy when it was far too late, a small sun burning in my gurgling gut. I…

Filed to story: When the Moon Hatched Book My hands. “I’m also sorry for your little Nee. I know how hard it was to activate the return fold.” “Your mental fishing rod is very good at catching things,” I say with a forced laugh, pushing the shackle farther up my wrist to give my skin…

Filed to story: When the Moon Hatched Book I thrashed and screamed, but Sl?tra did nothing. Nothing! Not even a growl. The male tucked me against his chest, his arms so strong I realized that fighting was useless. And tiring. I had so little energy left and not much left to fight for anyway. He…

Filed to story: When the Moon Hatched Book “Mead,” I murmur, turning my attention back to the cuff, lining up the rod. I doubt my purchased items will be ready before tomorrow’s rise, meaning I’ll probably be escorted back to the Imperial Stronghold for the oncoming slumber. “Please.” The only way I’m sleeping beneath the…

Filed to story: When the Moon Hatched Book My eyes widen, brows rise as my heart skips a beat. Another. That explains the weald. The strength. The— “You’re—“ “Most importantly,” he interrupts, “they hold a strong, steady alliance forged in the womb that is unshakable. Dangerous. Deadly.” I hear the silent message threaded between the…