Grace Charles checked in every day he was gone, but it was never as long or as in-depth as I wanted. It was just enough to ask if we needed anything, say goodnight to Cecil, and stay on top of any issues popping up with Wolfe Medical and the pack. Then, the day of the first day of the Festival w
Then, she went quiet and still. I noticed the glimmer of unshed tears in her eyes, her lower lip quivering slightly. I knelt down beside her, my concern deepening. "Cecil, sweetie, what's the matter?" I asked gently, placing a hand on her shoulder. She sniffled and looked up at me, her eyes fill
Grace The coverage of the Winter Moon Festival had done more for my image among the pack than I had imagined. I don’t know who Eason talked to among the journalists who had covered the event, but I was a little nervous that Charles might actually try to poach him from the pack. Maybe I should just
His eyes widened. “What?” “I had no idea you were even alive with everything that happened,” she shook her head. “Your father was pretty clear that I should leave if anything were to happen to either of you. It was ultimately safer for me to be in the States, clearly with all the attacks, but I ho
Charles A blizzard had come to Mooncrest. It couldn’t have come at a better time. I glanced over at the little cookie trophy Cecil, and I had won. Usually, it would make me smile, but it wasn’t doing the usual work of lifting my mood. I was pissed. Margaret seemed sure that I had nothing to worr
“High-strung,” I said. “He’s…” I glanced at him. “He’s in need of someone who doesn’t give a damn about who he is.” My phone started to ring in my office. I hummed. “Hold that thought.” I headed back to my office and grabbed my phone. "Charles Blackwood speaking," I said, my tone steady. T
Grace The sun was slowly sinking on the horizon, casting a warm and soothing glow across the room. I stood by the window, watching as the golden rays painted the world outside with shades of orange and pink. A sense of calm washed over me. The Festival was officially over. The days since then ha
He met my gaze, but I couldn’t read what he was feeling. The wall was there, and it was setting me more on edge by the second. "Grace, I..." "I just want you to know that you can be honest with me. We've become close, and whatever it is, I believe we can work through it." Charles took a deep b
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