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 As I dressed for the meeting, my thoughts kept circling back to that woman on the phone with Charles. Platonic trouble is what he called her. I told him I trusted him, but even I could feel how hollow the words sounded. It had been a few days since then, and Charles hadn't called me. I'd got
Mates. We were mates. How would Cecil take it? Richard probably wouldn't care. Would he want a lycan ceremony too? Could I swear those oaths now? "No," Charles said, nuzzling me. "You can't." "Can you read my thoughts?" "Not exactly, just feel what you're feeling." "... did you feel this
Grace Charles' ragged breaths echoed in the sterile silence of the office, a stark contrast to the frantic pounding of my own heart. I was beat, but I felt alive in a way I hadn't felt in a long time. We lay tangled on the couch, the scent of sex clinging to the air. A strange sense of exhilaratio
Her father roared, shifting and lunging at me. I gestured through the air, throwing him away from me. He screamed as he hit the wall and shift back into his human form. He fell to the ground without moving. Moonlight drifted through the air. Slowly, Tessa's whimpers had subsided, replaced by a sha







