Chase felt the pull of the morning sun on his face, stretching his skin and warming his bones. Theresa stirred in his arms, then pulled him closer. Smiling, he shook his head and untangled himself from her grip. Over a year had passed since the two had moved in together, and they had practically become a single mind. Even so, she still liked to sleep in, while he liked to get an early start on the day.
With that being his modus operandi, Chase rose from bed and headed toward the second floor of their stronghold to check the traps. He found their yield plentiful, bearing a buck and a boar. Stepping onto the outcropping wood near the suspended traps, he first tied up the struggling deer, then went down below and lowered it to the ground. From there, he set it l... Please subscribe to keep reading.
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