MasukI nodded. "Don't let me trip." "I'll do my best." With a shared laugh, we headed out the door. Esme was there at the door, hanging back. Gracian stepped away from me and linked arms with her. "We'll see you soon." I nodded and watched them go. We stood in the foyer of the building. From wh
Grace A month later... After the attack, the remaining members retreated into the cabinet to figure out what to do. After all, the other half and the president had been killed in the attack because they attacked Mooncrest. Luckily, Astarte had simply fixed everything, and aside from the aches an
Fire spilled over the doors as we fought our way down the stairs. Something swiped my cheek, but I didn't heed it. We stumbled over the bodies and slipped in the blood. I tried not to think about how many people I'd killed. I didn't want to think about it. "Back up is coming, but we need time, "
Grace I heard dying screams as I ran. The sound of battle echoed down the hallway. I found Astarte holding a group of attackers off at the door of the other stairs. "There was no way off." Astarte snarled. "Your mother's office! Lock the door." "What about--" "Go!" I bit my lip and ran
"A good PR move comes with a splash of fun." Astarted nodded forward. "I believe you should get to your command room, yes?" I nodded and headed upstairs to my father's office, adrenaline pumping through my veins. An attack, contained or not, was a serious threat. The city needed to be locked dow
Grace As we boarded the crowded bus, a knot of unease tightened in my gut. Astarte made a show of being intrigued. She smiled for every photo and seemed genuinely delighted, all the while, she explained her plan. I promised to help you. PR is important. Having me here will get you attention beyo
“Really?” I took the report and couldn’t help but grin as I read it. My heart swelled with a mixture of relief and elation. The journey had been arduous, the obstacles aplenty, but it worked. As the significance of our achievement sank in, a sense of gratitude washed over me. The road ahead was st
Charles As Eason left, the atmosphere in Grace's pack house seemed to shift into a more relaxed state. My eyes wandered around the dining room as I listened to Eason leave. Richard continued sleeping in my arms, soundly. Grace returned, she seemed more assured and ready for what was going to hap
Lycans had a wasteful side, just like any other species, that needed to be managed closely, especially since our cost of living was much higher than werewolves’. However, my focus was divided. My thoughts kept drifting back to Grace in the shower, on the couch, and in my bed back home, filling my be
“I hav no doubt you will in good time.” I smiled. "Devin's a fool. To have you and your children and throw it all away for something so selfish." "I still can't understand how he could do this to his own children," I said, my voice tinged with a mixture of anger and disbelief. “And then think he w







