"To play the pawns well; they are the soul of chess: it is they which uniquely determine the attack and the defense, and on their good or bad arrangement depends entirely on the winning or losing of the game." - François-André Danican Philidor
They...
I remember reading a Nigerian Proverb that says "Even as the Archer loves the arrow that flies, so too he loves the bow that remains constant in his hands."
so stay with me.
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New Moon Pack Territory
Veronica
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"Stupid Alpha doesn't even care about my feelings," young Lily grumbled while kicking twigs, broken branches, and fallen leaves on the ground.
They had fought again. The woods were Lily's favorite escape whenever she and Raphael had misunderstandings.
Sweet, young love. I thought, sadly.
Ezra snickered. "Newly mated wolves, I tell you. Pain in the ass."
"Can't relate," I chuckled silently as I lay on the branch above the enraged Lily, who carried on punching and kicking my tree.
"You know that this is stalking, right? " Ezra mocked.
"Well, this is called PROTECTING, in my case."
"I can imagine Freya patting you on the back right now. You've managed to safeguard her bloodline for generations."
