Novel & Cerita Greystone Ridge

Fuck. “What?” I squeak. “We are taking the sto9nes away from our fathers. That’s why we have half of them and they have the others. Should explain why you are feeling the effects.” Please stop telling me this. “why would I be feeling this?” “I have a theory and it will explain everything, but then the only one who might know and figure out all of this doesn’t live in Ridgewood.” “Who?” “my grandmother. She is off somewhere. The last time we were talking, she was in Oregon visiting, I am not sure where she is right now.”

Me dating my brother's girlfriend is a magnet for judgmental looks. The trucks in front of us come to a stop and so do the ones that walked. I think we're here. We just have to wait for the signal. The signal appears, a red light. Chloe and I immediately get out of the car and we join the others. We leave our vehicles in the woods and we head over to Triton Manor. An abandoned cookie-making factory. I hear Chloe tell her mom to stay close to her. My parents are upfront and they don't need my protection. They're skilled warriors. My dad taught me and Nathan everything we need to know. I barely use my werewolf abilities to do anything but tonight is gonna change. We don't wait for a leader to

She launched into a spiel as they walked, her voice calm and practiced. “Cedar Ridge Estate covers six thousand acres—meadows, forests, even a stream cutting through it. The house has seven bedrooms, eight bathrooms, full staff quarters, and both indoor and outdoor pools. In short, it has everything. And as you can imagine, a place like this doesn’t run on its own. It takes a lot to keep it looking perfect, every single day.”

he asks while skewering me with his blue eyes. I look out the window at the fields that make up a small portion of Gray Ranch. They have so much acreage it is easy for enemies to ambush them. They have so many small pups to care for at the moment that they have left themselves vulnerable. Without constant vigilance and routine patrols, an enemy could surprise them easily. The scents from their livestock alone could help camouflage an enemy...

No other cars, no lights from houses—just me and the night. Greystone proper was a small cluster of buildings further up, but Shay's place—our place—was on the outskirts, isolated enough for privacy, close enough to feel connected. The gravel drive crunched under the tires as I pulled in, the cottage emerging from the shadows like it had been waiting. It looked smaller than I remembered, the white paint peeling in places, the porch sagging a bit under the weight of neglect. Vines had started climbing the sides, wild and insistent, like nature was reclaiming what we'd borrowed.

me to the family estate to sign some so-called "updated agreement." "Sure," I replied, keeping it cool. The Grimhilde estate sat up on Silver Peak Mountain like some brooding beast watching over the whole of Moonlight Forest. My Maserati gave up halfway up the hill. Just died on me. I didn't even bother calling a tow truck. Locked the doors, shrugged, and started walking up that stupid winding private road. Thank god I wasn't wearing heels. I just hoped I'd actually make it without tripping or breaking my neck.

Skye The summit is being held at the Silvercrest Estate—a neutral territory that hosts regional Alpha gatherings. It's a massive property with a main house that can accommodate twenty Alpha pairs, plus numerous guest cottages for attending pack members. I've been there before. Years ago, before I was mated. It's beautiful. Elegant. Exactly the kind of place where appearances matter more than truth. Perfect.

"THIS is it," My dad's assistant, Mr. Logan, said, packing the car in front of a large building. A sign sat atop the beautiful large black gates which read ' welcome to Greystones. Greystone is a private institution for mentally disabled or rebellious rich kids, ones that their parents wouldn't want to clean up of after causing a scandal, or kids whose parents don't have time to babysit like me. My name is Samantha Williams, daughter of Gregory Williams and Rebecca Williams; my parents are the CEO of two multi-billion companies, one in construction and one in entertainment. Why am I here, you would like to know? Well, you have to wait to find out.

The long line of black vans drove through the road crossing the vast forest area that surrounded Greystone Mountain, a perfect place for wolves to hunt… or set up their battles while keeping their existence hidden from the human eye. Greystoneville had been built, starting at the foot of the mountain and climbing uphill. The lower parts, further away from the woods, were mostly inhabited by humans and low-ranked wolves. The upper districts belonged to those who contributed to the pack or brought my father money. Then, finally, Randall D'Apolito's mansion spread across the town's highest hill, surrounded by the woods. This was our main target. Draven's Moon Hill warriors were going to attack

Immediately she left, I had some guards follow after her, to keep watch on her. I turned to the map the instant she was gone, already sketching lines between the quickest routes and the least-guarded passageways. Greystone Hill was ruined; weeds and half-fallen bricks covered its surface. However, for those unfamiliar with the ways, the catacombs underneath were quite different: dry, twisting, and hazardous. I dialed Kyle first. His eyes narrowed when he spotted my face and he arrived rapidly. "What has occurred? " "We have a location. Midnight Greystone Hill."