My update schedule for this book is going to be daily. Once or twice a week I will post two chapters with the hopes of having this done by the end of January, thank you for reading!
~Grace’s Point of View~ “The security guard is a bear shifter. I slipped him a couple hundred bucks too, he’ll make sure only Etienne is allowed in if anyone tries to come,” Finch said, elbowing me playfully. I nearly snorted. Do they just have a “bro” code amongst shifters?? “How is it that no one ever approached me before if I supposedly smell so incredible,” I whispered. “It’s quite shocking actually but maybe your dad scared them away or something. I remember a comment one time he made about no one being good enough for you which is odd considering he wanted you to get married so bad,” Jack said, as someone used a lint roller on his jacket. My lips curled into a small smile, wondering. “What are you fathers like,” I asked, having no clue about their family really at all. They both shot each other a look. “They aren’t happy we left so when we visit they’re kind of quiet. Jack’s father especially just acts like put out if he has to be around us. They think we’re sissies to
~Jack’s Point of View~ “But where did Etienne even get handcuffs on the spot,” Grace asked, with her little adorable face. She was still so sheltered and innocent in so many ways. It was sexy as hell. Maybe we need to get some cuffs … but fuzzy ones. Nox nodded in agreement, but he just liked seeing her squirm under our control. “Baby, E is like … all into the S&M stuff. He goes to sex clubs and all that. He probably has far worse in his suitcase than cuffs,” I whispered. Etienne had cuffed Gloria and whoever that guy was and locked them to a bike rack. Resourceful and … pretty damn funny I had to admit. How that guy didn’t overpower him was beyond me. Apparently the salon owner just locked up and shut off the lights, trying to act like she didn’t know a thing. Gloria had rented out her shop for the night and paid in cash up front. Priceless. *He’s not a real male and he will never be anywhere near our Omega again or he’ll be ash,* Nox said, matter of fact. Grace’s jaw fell and
~Grace’s Point of View~I’d just finished an interview out on the street with several news outlets that were far more professional and concerned about my company than the bitch from last night. I was beyond relieved to be home and back with sane people. Mostly.None of us had slept on the plane and we were all beyond exhausted. It was only noon by east coast time but my head was still somehow hours ahead but also thinking it was night time. Jet lag I guess.My heart was absolutely full seeing all of the employees out here, basically in support of me. Or against Bruce but either way it worked only in my favor. They were all declaring with one loud voice that they would not work for him.Jack was holed up in a cafe across the street, he’d basically paid to close it down and take it over as an office for his techs. We were terrified the network would crash or there would be some bigger catastrophe. As if being locked out of my own building wasn’t bad enough. Finch was over at the cafe
~Grace’s Point of View~ BANG BANG “Call to order,” I heard, as I shoved my way into the board room. I’d lost my shoes some time ago and I was a sweaty mess even though the guys carried me through some of the flights. My legs were like jello. Fuck I need to get in shape! “Grace you’re not on the board, you have no say here,” Benjamin shouted, holding up his hand. The twins weren’t even going to try coming in, they knew it would be pointless. But even just standing outside, they’d hear it all. I took in Reed, sitting at the far end and I squinted, pissed off. “He’s not on the board either, but you’re not tossing him out,” I said, fixing my blouse and finding a chair. “Fine,” Felicity said, as everyone settled in. Benjamin stayed standing and stared me down. I wasn’t having it!! He had been the VP of Human Resources until semi-retiring a few years ago and accepting the seat on the board when my grandfather wanted to fully retire. He’d always hated me. He was the epitome of the
~Finch’s Point of View~ Grace was pretty shocked to discover that her mom and her grandparents knew about Brenda and Felix Littleton. They didn’t know, however, that they were shifters. Of course we didn’t disclose what kind of animals they had, we honestly shouldn’t have even told Grace. It was their secret to tell but as our mate we felt she should know how rare and important they are in fact. By all rights they should live in the wild where they could be better protected. But that’s their choice. Though the Astors weren’t surprised, Gloria was far from thrilled. We didn’t have a whole ton of time to get into much more, we needed to get back to the needs of the business. The first thing we did? Sweep the place for any video or audio equipment that might have been set up to catch things. I didn’t ask where Zoe got it, and I didn’t care to know. But once Jack was satisfied we all went about our day. Jack went to meet with his people and get the validation he desperately sought tha
~Grace’s Point of View~ While I was bone tired I couldn’t help but be absolutely curious what kind of evening my twins had planned. No one ever went out of their way to do much for me. I mean, the people my parents paid to plan my birthday parties, graduations, etc. They went all out, but it was hardly the same. If my mother spared a breath to give direction to the staff she considered that as her doing everything. She never once wrapped a gift, baked a cake. Never blew up a balloon or washed a dish. We pulled up to a cute little Italian restaurant I’d never heard of, which wasn’t saying much. When you grow up with a personal chef at your beck and call, eating out on a daily basis seems kind of pointless. Though when no one was around I did get delivery sometimes. “My lady,” Finch said, holding out his hand to help me out of the car. I blushed but smiled bigger than I had in a long time. They each locked into one of my arms as we walked inside. The hostess immediately nodded at us
~Grace’s Point of View~ “Within your family or within your pack or kingdom, if you are pledged to a leader, everyone in that group can mind-link. It’s something you have to be born with, unfortunately even if we mark you that just won’t be an ability you’ll have. Since Finch is my only family out here and anyone who leaves our kingdom loses officially being part of the unit, I can only do with my family that are also shifters,” Jack explained. The wolf leaned into me some more and I suddenly felt really hot. I got to my feet and marched toward Jack which wasn’t far. I stuck my finger in his face. It was hard to be mad at him, standing there in his boxers but I couldn’t get distracted! “Do you really mean to tell me that this entire time, all the time I’ve known you even that first night you guys were gossiping to each other behind my back while right in front of me,” I snapped. I huffed and put my hands on my hips. Okay I felt the childishness and stupidity of what I was doing but
~Jack’s Point of View~ Nox dropped Finch and Grace off at the cabin he’d rented. We then dove off the cliff and made quick work of finding a large fox and making him our second dinner. We’d gorged ourselves at the restaurant so a larger animal would have been too much, even with the flying around and all the calories burned there. We then had a quick dip in a waterfall to clean up. *Mate. She’s going to be our mate. She saw what we are and she’s not afraid,* Nox said, nodding. He was elated, and why shouldn’t he be? This night was meant to push Grace over the edge in every way. So why was I nervous? Why did I feel like I had to have pause? Her hesitation has now become mine. *Don’t you dare. She’s a grown woman, hell she’s older than us. She chose. She wants us. If you screw this up somehow…* he trailed off as we flew back. He was right. She’s not drunk. She’s not under my trance influence. She knows what she’s doing. We’ve given her so much information about our kind but I felt