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Brian grew up knowing one thing about his father: that he hated him. Abandoned before he was even born, Brian resents his mother's nostalgic yearning for the man that disappeared from her life.
But what Brian believes he knows is about to be thrown into chaos when he learns that his father's disappearance was caused by his death--a violent one at the hands of an unknown foe. Even more shocking, Brian discovers he's heir to his father's singular legacy--he is a werewolf, born into a tribe of shapeshifters who call upon the powers of ancient heroes. Soon, Brian finds himself drafted into a war he scarcely understands....
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Rite of Naming – Part 15
The next day, I immediately realized it wasn’t going to be as easy as I had hoped. The problem was, I only knew a handful of people in the ætt. Most of them were either my own age or one … Continue reading
Rite of Naming – Part 14
“A leader of the unseelie fae; he holds power over all of Spokane and Seattle–maybe all of Washington,” Moon-Singer explained. “He’s one of the Sluagh–nasty faeries. Without their glamor, they look like little more than pasty skin stretched over a … Continue reading
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Rite of Naming – Part 13
“Silver-Singer,” Avise said, opening the door and motioning me inside Moon-Singer’s cabin. “What’s up?” “I need to talk to your dad,” I said. “He around?” “He’s in a meeting with Clever-Hooves,” she replied. “But he should be home soon. You … Continue reading
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Quick Update
Just to give you guys an update that I haven’t forgotten about AR! I’ve had a really rough week and haven’t had the energy to work. AR should be back Friday.
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Rite of Naming – Part 12
When we got back to Twin-hooves, it was late, and I was bone tired. I was surprised that Wren came with us; I would have expected her to head straight home from Spokane. When we left the van, she took … Continue reading
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Rite of Naming – Part 11
“I remember now,” Silver-Dancer interjected. “That was just before I died.” “Then you killed my father!” I said. I could barely keep myself from taking the spear away from the Rusalka’s throat and diving for his neck. “You–You caused all–” … Continue reading
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Rite of Naming – Part 10
“Wait,” I cried in alarm. “Don’t kill her!” In my larger, lupine form, my voice had become a rough, low bellow. He deftly moved my spear aside and held her against me, holding my spear up to her neck. He … Continue reading
Rite of Naming – Part 9
“Let me cloak the fact that the door is open,” Wren replied. “That’ll make it harder to notice.” She closed her eyes and pressed her hands on the open door panels. “Change the seeming but not the truth. Real or … Continue reading
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Rite of Naming – Part 8
Path-Maker stepped forward and opened the door to Sketch’s apartment. It was dark inside, except for a dim, exposed lamp flickering overhead. As our eyes adjusted to the light, I could see a goldenrod refrigerator and a countertop stove–no oven, … Continue reading
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Rite of Naming – Part 7
It didn’t take more than a glance to see how the frizzy-haired, pale-skinned man got the moniker “Sketch.” Sketch wore a long, khaki duster, its surface covered with pockets and streaked with dirt. His shoes were bright red crocs, and … Continue reading
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