FAZER LOGINI 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
Grace The nerve of this guy. Threatening me already? I cocked an eyebrow at him. "How was the motel?" He sneered and adjusted his jacket. "I trust you're ready to start talking about Mooncrest and your... precarious financial situation with the debt and all." I gave him a thin smile. Esme rose
Because of my mistake. I swallowed down the burning swell of grief and shame. Because of my decision. No matter how I tried to run from it, it was going to come back. It always did. In all those years, I hadn't lost a bit of sleep thinking about Mooncrest, about anything aside from the house,
Simple, sensible things that had never crossed my mind until now. "And what of this plan that witch mentioned?" he asked. "As it is a personal matter, it has nothing to do with you." He narrowed his eyes. "Intriguing that you think you will have personal matters. You are an alpha. Everything y
Grace Her words struck a chord in me, but they didn't make me want to comply exactly. Sean was twisting my words, skewing them. Esme wasn't going to do what needed to be done. She couldn't. She was just a witch. What did she know about werewolf hierarchy and respect? The words were on the tip of m







