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 "Eason?" Esme said, her eyes widened. "You..." "Sorry to interrupt the tenants of law, but this is too good," Eason said, his eyes sparkling with an almost manic gleam. Just behind him, his laptop floated in. Esme's eyes were as wide as saucers as it floated onto the table. The screen was
I thought of Astarte and shook my head. No. He'd made an enemy of witches long before now. "What do you do for surgery then?" I asked. "Keep people unconscious until the last possible moment," Eason said. "And make sure they're deeply unconscious before doing anything." I shook my head. "That
Grace I tried to get the words out, but I could tell I wasn't making much sense, not until Eason came back with Richard and Cecil. Cecil climbed up into bed and promptly went back to sleep. Richard rumbled a little in my arms, and just having them near, smelling them safe and sound in my arms, was
Her eyes narrowed. I tilted my head, and then I sighed. "For the sake of the moon, Grace, we're... dating? Involved?" I smirked. "Very involved. Our relationship does not benefit from me being blunt all the time." I sighed. "If you want me to be blunt, you can say so, but you've had a rough start







