เข้าสู่ระบบI 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
Taking a deep, steadying breath, I forced myself to meet her gaze. "Can we talk about this privately? There's something I need to understand…" A flicker of surprise crossed Astarte's face, a momentary lapse in her ironclad control. But it vanished as quickly as it appeared, replaced by a curt no
Grace The next morning, Charles was adorned in his ceremonial robes. We ate breakfast in the garden with Cecil. Charles led her around the gardens and then he sent her off to play with the attendants. Then, he led me to the grand hall of the Blackwoods Castle. The air buzzed with an electric tensi
Grace He smiled. "Will you--" "Yes." He chuckled and took my hand. I shuddered, trembled as he slid the band up my left arm. The metal was warm through my sleeve and it felt heavy. It shrunk around my arm and the Blackwoods crest appeared on it. The signet ring on his hand flashed with a soft
The room was dominated by a large, crystal-encased pod in the center. Inside, a figure lay unmoving, his chest rising and falling with a shallow, rhythmic breath. Even from this distance, I noted that the man was handsome. His hair was long and dark, floating in the liquid around his head. "You've







