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Also, a friendly reminder to all cadets,” his volume lifts as his eyes level behind me. Smooth like honey, his voice echoes off the bare hallway walls. “Keep your noses down. Cadets have been getting into trouble by taking matters into their own hands. Those whose interests align with Providence are the only ones you can truly trust.”<\/p>\n

He gives us a curt nod before slapping Deacon’s back like they’re old pals, and strolls down the hall. Hands in his clean, pressed pant pockets, smiling and chatting with people as he passes. I turn my head ever so slowly, until I’m staring at Deacon. “Awfully friendly with one of the head Council members, aren’t we?” I say it without restraint, my words like knives.<\/p>\n

He winces. “Umm yeah, we’ve crossed paths. More so in the last few months.” I give a nod, and turn, not wanting to hear more with so many ears around. I grab his arm, aggressively hauling him along. “Let’s go for a stroll,” I spit out.<\/p>\n

“Gods, what have I done now?” he huffs. “I feel like you’re always mad at me.” I narrow my eyes, trying to see through the red haze that’s taking over. As soon as we turn round a quiet corner, I turn to face him. “That’s because I kind of am, Deacon.<\/p>\n

I feel like every time I turn around, I’m learning new and exciting facts about you. Tell me something, do you not see the wild indifference you seem to have? Does it not bother you that your new buddy was probably the one who helped legislate Willow’s medication cost increasing? Does it not strike you as odd that our home is in shambles, and this place seems to be thriving?<\/p>\n

Or is your life so riddled with privilege, you can’t even see the disparity? I’m curious. Just how chummy are you with Zander, knowing he could very well cause my sister’s death without a second thought?” I cross my arms. Deacon sucks in a breath, shocked. My gut turns over itself, some of my gusto leaving me as I see the anguish written all over his face. “I’m only going to say this once.” He steps closer.<\/p>\n

“You do not have a monopoly on hardship. You are not the only one who gets to survive by any means. You don’t get to break the rules whenever you want to, and then ridicule me when I do what I need to do to protect the people that I love, which, yes, includes you and your entire family. If I have to play nice with people who aren’t so good, or cross lines to keep you all safe, that is a price I’ll gladly pay.<\/p>\n

So, if we’re done with this interrogation, I’ll talk to you later.” He blows past me.<\/p>\n

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No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except as permitted by Canadian copyright law. For permission requests, contact Kae Peach. The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious.<\/p>\n

No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. Book Cover by Jay Aheer Illustrations by Kourtni Gunn Developmental Editing by Maddy Tucker-Cumming Copy Editing by Noah Sky Proof Reading by Brandy Clevette First edition 2025 1kitap1.com\/en To anyone who\u2019s ever lost themselves in loving other people, this one\u2019s for you. 1kitap1.com\/en 1kitap1.com\/en 1kitap1.com\/en Beyond The Maples is intended for adult audiences.<\/p>\n

It includes scenes and themes of: physical violence, death, open door romance, mental health struggles and systemic abuse. Read with care. 1kitap1.com\/en Contents 1. Chapter One 2. Chapter Two 3. Chapter Three 4. Chapter Four 5. Chapter Five 6. Chapter Six 7. Chapter Seven 8. Chapter Eight 9. Chapter Nine 10. Chapter Ten 11. Chapter Eleven 12. Chapter Twelve 13. Chapter Thirteen 14. Chapter Fourteen 15. Chapter Fifteen 16. Chapter Sixteen 17.<\/p>\n

Chapter Seventeen 18. Chapter Eighteen 19. Chapter Nineteen 20. Chapter Twenty 21. Chapter Twenty-One 22. Chapter Twenty-two 23. Chapter Twenty-Three 24. Chapter Twenty-Four 25. Chapter Twenty-Five 26. Chapter Twenty-Six 27. Chapter Twenty-Seven 28. Chapter Twenty-Eight 29. Chapter Twenty-Nine 30. Chapter Thirty 31. Chapter Thirty-One 32. Chapter Thirty-Two 33. Chapter Thirty-Three 34. Chapter Thirty-Four 35. Chapter Thirty-Five 36. Chapter Thirty-Six 37. Chapter Thirty-Seven 38. Chapter Thirty-Eight 39.<\/p>\n

Chapter Thirty-Nine 40. Chapter Forty Fullpage image Acknowledgements 1kitap1.com\/en I have two options right now, and they are both utterly terrible. One, I pull my leg harder and rip the last good pair of pants I own, possibly cutting my leg on the wire it’s caught on in the process. Or two, I live up here now on the top of this fence.<\/p>\n

Eventually the guards will spot me, and I could try and pretend like I’m not breaking the law, like I am simply here for the view or something. That second option feels more likely to end in death. I sigh, my mask muffling it as I swat a strand of unruly hair out of my eyes. Roughly I yank my leg and it springs free, tearing my pants but thankfully not my leg.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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