Grace Ronald stammered. He stumbled back a few steps as I glared at him. I could feel the anger boiling inside me as I confronted him. Ronald was one of my father's oldest friend, a man I once trusted and respected. But now, looking at him, I didn’t know what to think other than the fact that he w
“How long have you been running the company in his stead?” “Since you got married.” I took a deep breath as a knife of regret went through me. Had that been the plan from the moment that we met? Marry me, take over my pack, take everything he wanted and then leave? Had he known about Amy before
Grace Not yet. His words broke through the haze of anger and pain, grounding me in the present. My heart was still pounding with rage and hurt. I wanted nothing more than to kill him. Images of his bloody death flashed through my eyes. “W-What do you mean, yet?” Ronald blubbered. “You can’t ki
“I don’t…” He choked and sobbed. “I don’t have the money!” “You took billions of dollars and you don’t have any of it left?” I growled. “Don’t judge me!” He yelled. “I—“ Charles loosened his hold for a moment. My hand lurched forward and he squeaked just as Charles tightened his hold again.
Grace As the police arrived to haul the board members away, I felt my anger starting to recede. There was a sense of justice being served. They scurried like rats to the officers, pleading to be taken in. Fear was etched across their faces. They seemed to relax a little once they were in handcuffs
“I said a little, and you’ll find that it is easier when absolutely necessary. You don’t have to be a duplicitous person to be successful at this, just a cunning one.” He smiled and finished typing. “You should be getting a copy of it to your email.” My phone chimed. “Thanks.” “Of course,” he sa
Charles It was her eyes. I had wondered what it was about Grace that had drawn me in so much and held me at the mercy of my own desire. Then, her eyes had turned that familiar fiery, blood red of an alpha lycan, a primal part of me couldn't help but find it incredibly alluring. She was at least
Her eyes met mine, and I saw a glimmer of determination in them. She seemed to draw strength from my support, and it warmed my heart to see her finding resolve amidst the chaos. To see her embracing her strength and using it rather than letting it all overwhelm her. Despite the immense pressure sh
I nodded. "Don't let me trip." "I'll do my best." With a shared laugh, we headed out the door. Esme was there at the door, hanging back. Gracian stepped away from me and linked arms with her. "We'll see you soon." I nodded and watched them go. We stood in the foyer of the building. From wh
Grace A month later... After the attack, the remaining members retreated into the cabinet to figure out what to do. After all, the other half and the president had been killed in the attack because they attacked Mooncrest. Luckily, Astarte had simply fixed everything, and aside from the aches an
Fire spilled over the doors as we fought our way down the stairs. Something swiped my cheek, but I didn't heed it. We stumbled over the bodies and slipped in the blood. I tried not to think about how many people I'd killed. I didn't want to think about it. "Back up is coming, but we need time, "
Grace I heard dying screams as I ran. The sound of battle echoed down the hallway. I found Astarte holding a group of attackers off at the door of the other stairs. "There was no way off." Astarte snarled. "Your mother's office! Lock the door." "What about--" "Go!" I bit my lip and ran
"A good PR move comes with a splash of fun." Astarted nodded forward. "I believe you should get to your command room, yes?" I nodded and headed upstairs to my father's office, adrenaline pumping through my veins. An attack, contained or not, was a serious threat. The city needed to be locked dow
Grace As we boarded the crowded bus, a knot of unease tightened in my gut. Astarte made a show of being intrigued. She smiled for every photo and seemed genuinely delighted, all the while, she explained her plan. I promised to help you. PR is important. Having me here will get you attention beyo
"Thanks." "Really well," Xavier said, setting his laptop on the table. On one side was a report on my interview, a headline streamed across the bottom. "Alpha Wolfe: A Beacon of Hope in Dark Times." Below it, a graph charted a dramatic rise in public approval for both myself and Wolfe Medica
Grace A nervous flutter danced in my stomach as I smoothed out the wrinkles on my blazer. I'd rather be orienting all the students, including the bright-eyed Westridge students, but Xavier and Amira swore up and down that this was for the best. Charles leaned into my office and grinned. "Nervous
I set my phone down and scoffed. When had my alma mater allowed so many idiots since I'd been an undergrad? Their loss. The lycans, humans, and witches had no problem. Seraphina, Margaret and I met everyone who had signed on in the conference room at City Hall. The excitement was palpable as the n