Terres
Wren is afraid of marked ones. Their steely demeanors and the wings on their backs send a cold shiver down her spine. She knows they don't have it easy. The very lucky ones end up as guardians of the caravan. The unlucky ones end up reaver food.
Just when she's gotten used to their presence, the childhood friend that abandoned her suddenly reappears, sporting wings on his back and harboring dark secrets. Wren can't just forgive him for the awful things he did to her, and she tries to distance herself, but she is forced back into his life when she runs to the other side of the caravan to escape the arranged marriage her family has plotted for months.
But the people on the other side are destitute, hungry, and angry. They're resentful of the guardsmen who do nothing to protect them, and of the merchants who pay them to turn their heads. And some of them are angry with her. She finds herself trapped in a conflict she did not ask to be involved with, for a goal that was never hers.
An unpleasant surprise forces her back home just in time for an uprising to erupt, then spill into her backyard. With her best friend nowhere to be found and her parents gone as well, her childhood adversary may be the only one who is able to help her.
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Chapter: Chapter FiveWren had nearly forgotten how tired she was by the time the sun had begun to hang low in the sky. She blinked the sleepiness out of her eyes and stared at the bowl of food in her lap. Her dreams had chased her the last few nights. She hadn't realized how much seeing Rannok again had shaken her until she'd put her head down and visions of the market stall collapsing had flooded her mind and woken her back up again."Wren, you aren't eating." Her mother's voice crooned like a hawk trying to soothe a mouse. Wren's fingers twitche
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Chapter: Chapter FourArmand rarely considered how odd it was to be so used to hearing someone scream in their sleep, but today was one of those days. He bolted upright when the sound hit his ears, then looked around again before relaxing with a sigh. Across the room, Griffon's blanket rustled, and his wings fluttered as he turned over. His brother was awake, even if he was trying to pretend he wasn't. Probably just another nightmare, the kind that Griffon had all the time. The kind that Armand was used to waking up to, because they'd happened as far back as he could remember.
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Chapter: Chapter ThreeWren yanked the needle through the stubborn cloth of her daycloak, her eyes boring holes into the floor. The peace she'd gotten after coming home hadn't lasted long, and her mother was already making her want to scream. It wasn't a surprise, really, that she'd found Wren another suitor already. That didn't make thinking about it sting any less."Won't you think about it, just for a moment?"
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Chapter: Chapter TwoThe heat settled into her clothes as she left the shaded protection of the tent. It was foolish to be outside at such an hour, when the sun was the highest and the heat the strongest, but then again, so was their errand. Sweat beaded on her forehead and she wiped it away with a willowy hand.Armand kept his easy pace next to her, hands in his pockets, like he couldn't be bothered with the sun. Her parents could chastise her all they wanted, but they couldn't ban her from him. In another life, their friendship might have been m
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Chapter: Chapter OneThe acid smell of blood crawled up Wren's nose like a snake. She'd never seen quite so much of it in one place, but then again she'd never seen someone fledge before. The boy couldn't have been older than fifteen, and his mouth opened in a scream that sounded like a goat's. A brand new pair of wings, soaked through with crimson, jutted from his back. She shuddered and sank back a bit against the crowd that surrounded him.They whispered to each other in harsh little voices, like birds squabbling for a piece of flesh, while two
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