Book 8 Chapter 11: A Second Mate
-Hunter- I noticed the sun slowly setting as I sat in my office chair, watching it dip below the horizon. I had a few tasks to take care of, but it was hard to concentrate knowing Angela was in my room—where she belonged, no doubt. I turned my wrist slightly, making small circular motions, then did the same with the other hand before stretching my legs. I groaned at the stiffness, feeling sweat break out across my skin as I tried to get my body moving again. It had all been too much—everything that had happened, especially Chris’s attack. I was still hurting and feared he had done more damage than I wanted to admit. I sighed. There was a time when a simple attack like that wouldn’t have affected me. Now it did, reminding me that I needed to get things moving quickly. I couldn’t wait fo
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