"Christine Elise, do you know who we are?"
The words came muddled through everything else -- the furious Beast, the pain of wounds, the pieces of her mind that didn't seem to care what the other pieces were thinking. Angry at her weakness, annoyed at the use of the old name, angry at the condition they'd left David -- where had the pike gone? She'd
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I am curious to see what she might do should she survive this ordeal.
Kudos!
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