Novel & Cerita Tao Uptown New York

“Unless you'd prefer somewhere else?” I thought about my apartment, probably being ransacked by Lily right now. About the pack house, where I'd never be welcome again. About hotel rooms paid with Tom's credit cards. “Your place is fine.” The car purred to a stop in front of Aurora Tower – the most exclusive high-rise in the city. Sixty stories of glass and steel reaching toward the moon like a modern-day castle. A valet materialized instantly to take the keys. “Mr. Knight,” he nodded respectfully.

Deal. When lunchtime finally arrived, I was a complete mess. I grabbed a taxi with Vanessa to The Vista, a posh hotel in the center of Manhattan. The rooftop garden was well-known; it was a well-kept, verdant area with tasteful sculptures, fountains, and a city vista that made everything seem little and doable.

Ethan Cross's penthouse occupied the top three floors of a glass tower on the Upper East Side, the kind of building where the doormen wore white gloves and knew every resident's net worth. Sophia stood in the marble lobby, clutching her mother's hand, feeling like an imposter in designer clothing.

It was time to reclaim control. He drove downtown through the streets of Velmore. The Toriaga headquarters rose ahead: a sleek thirty-story tower of glass and steel in the financial district, the company name etched in silver letters above the entrance. Security nodded as he passed through the revolving doors; the lobby was empty except for the guard and the soft chime of the elevators.

I blow Alina and Dimitri a kiss just as the doors slide closed and we move down. Tati and my Mountains are chatting and laughing. I smile at this. This just feels so normal. The elevator comes to a stop and the doors open with a ding. We all step out. The people in the lobby all see us and look away. I mean, it isn’t exactly hard to know who we are. We walk through the lobby and out towards the bustling streets of New York. We walk instead of taking a ride. It’s still busy, even for a Saturday night. We walk for a few blocks and enter the Irish quarter.

He knew that he was against everybody. After leaving the room, Everest came to see Taggart. He just called Damian. Once Taggart saw him, Everest only nodded as his task was done. Taggart and Damian would see each other in the Red Tower. The Red Tower is the second tallest tower in midtown Los Angeles. It belongs to the Silver Moon Pack, and Kellent has operated it since Bruce became an Alpha. The building has 72 floors and many famous business centers. Even Kellent has his office in the tower.

Tao smiled and always behaved politely. He was not like the Betas of some big wolves in Black Hills, whose eyes looked like they were on the top of his head. What kind of Alpha will have what kind of subordinates? This is called birds of a feather flocking together. "May I have your name?" “Tao, Thousand Layers of Waves. I am your assistant.” “Tao, who do you think I am, a tool to please a rich Alpha?” Her eyes were a little sad.

I’m still hungry when I step onto the R and rumble uptown to Union Square. The dharma center looks like any other brick and glass building in the Flatiron District and I almost walk past it, scanning West 14th for numbers. I guess I’m looking for something exotic on the outside, but if not for the name etched above an interwoven diamond-shaped knot on the green glass door it could just as easily be the offices of some college administrators.