"How was work, babe?" Keith didn't even look up from the television show he was watching when Gretchen came through the door. Throwing her keys on the entryway table, Gretchen sighed and shook her head as she let her hair down from the clasp that held it back in her top knot. "Don't ask." Gretchen was dressed like a top-level professional today for her meeting with the leaders of the surrounding packs in her black business suit, pearls and heels. The leader of her pack, her mother Stella, was a stylish and smart woman and Gretchen tried her be

"Are you ready, Miss Mason?" Eliphas stood before the tall glass doors of his home and glanced down to Gretchen as she looked through the bag he gave her.   While she tied the closure, Gretchen sighed and smiled up at the kind old king. "As ready as I'll ever be I guess."

"So what happened to you?" Looking across the fire at Gretchen, Jason pulled his legs in close and wrapped his arms around them. More than anyone, maybe, he wanted to know what happened to Gretchen. Any news of her family brought him comfort. Rolling her eyes away to the darkness, Gretchen pretended not to hear the gentle young man. "Oh, the silent treatment. My wife's a champ at that

"Rise and shine, Gretch.” Tessa opened the curtains in the living room then uncovered Gretchen’s face from the blanket. Gretchen lifted her head and squinted against the light. “What time is it? "It's nearly dinnertime," said Tessa as she sat down on the other couch across the room.

Looking back over her shoulder at the tall white-haired man following her, Gretchen rolled her eyes away and shook her head. "Why the fuck are you following me?"  As his blue eyes stared into the back of her head, the beautiful specimen of man spoke in his arrogant way. "I am Agamori. Lord Commander of the Darke's army."