Las 3 Pascualas Novels & Stories

“Christiana. I read about your launches, your partnership with Alejandro…, your designs. Impressive. Very impressive. I didn’t know you had built something so… global.” Pride flickered across her face, quickly masked by suspicion. “Why are you looking into me, Pascal?” He grinned, leaning back. “Because I like to know who I’m dealing with. And because…” he paused dramatically, his gaze sliding to me before returning to her, “… want to help.” I stiffened. “Help?”

Mara replied stubbornly. “Finally, something we agree on,” Elena muttered. Pascal groaned. “You two should form a club. The Anti Pascal Association.” Damon rubbed his forehead, already tired of the back and forth between them. “Pascal.” “Fine, fine.” Pascal shrugged. “I found a small rogue pack hours after I left you. Ran into them by accident while I was trying to get away from civilization…don’t ask what happened, the story involves a tree, a snake, and something that may or may not have been a demon.”