AvaI stayed up late every night for days after that, my eyes burning as I pored over medical textbooks and ancient manuscripts. The stack of books on my kitchen table grew taller with each passing day, but no matter how many pages I turned, I couldn’t find anything helpful.“There has to be somethi
In fact, he was officially declaring war on Moonstone.“Oh, Goddess,” I breathed, feeling like I might faint all of a sudden. “He can’t be serious.”“He’s a fucking moron,” Chris spat, pacing the room. “Trying to start a war when the other three packs are behind us? What is he thinking? It’ll be a m
AvaI busied myself in the kitchen, preparing a traditional Moonstone meal for our guests, which were only two: Leonard and Ophelia. A celebratory dinner for our newest pack member, although it was more than that.The scent of roasting herbs and sizzling meat filled the air as I worked, trying to fo
“Darling, I…” Leonard began, but Ophelia cut him off.“Don’t ‘darling’ me!” she cried, her hands balling into fists. Surging forward, she began to pummel Leonard’s chest, not caring, for the first time since I had met her, whether her makeup became streaked or her hair grew mussed.She only stopped
AvaThe days that followed were an endless whirlwind of activity. Chris and I worked tirelessly, burning the candle at both ends as we tried to tackle the mounting challenges that were facing Moonstone more and more by the day.The blight. Olivia. Winston. The mole. And now, Leonard’s illness.Every
“Maybe we’re going about this the wrong way,” Ophelia said one evening as we sat around the kitchen table. “Perhaps we need to use different channels, reach out to different people.”Her hand was trembling as she stroked Princess’s fluffy little head. The little dog had been particularly quiet and a
Ava“So it’s settled, then? You’re going?”Chris nodded as he shut his laptop, leaning back in his chair. “Just for two days.” He turned to Ophelia, who was leaning against the doorframe. Leonard was resting in the other room, although we all tried to pretend that we couldn’t hear him struggling not
AvaThe morning came far too quickly, the sun barely peeking over the horizon as I stood on the helipad with Chris and Ophelia. The wind from the helicopter’s blades whipped around us, tousling my hair and making my eyes water.Or maybe that was just the tears I was trying to hold back.“It’s only f