Charles The soft morning light filtered through the windows, casting a gentle glow over the quiet house. I had always been an early riser, and this morning was no exception. I padded down the hallway, my thoughts still lingering on the dreams of the night. As I descended the stairs, I listened t
As we sipped our tea and ate, Cecil was full of things to say. She told Grace about making pancakes and quickly stated that Grace should join us next time. The thought of Grace in the kitchen with us warmed my heart and filled me with yearning. “These are way better than our usual,” Grace said. “T
Grace After we finished High Tea with Cecil, Charles took her to the bathroom to clean the icing from her hands. I heard her squeal. “Are these for me? Thank you, Uncle Charles!” Eason let out a low whistle as we made it to my office. “He’s really stepping into the Daddy shoes, isn’t he?” I flus
“Most of those people have already moved,” Charles said, smiling. “We have several thriving werewolf-majority communities spread out through the Clan territories.” Eason’s eyes glimmered, and my heart clenched. I wondered for a moment if wanting to keep him here was selfish. Would he be happier the
Grace “No can do,” he said. “We put them in the isolation chamber. They’re on lockdown until morning for causing civil unrest.” “Doing what?” “They attacked several members of the pack.” “Unprovoked?” George said. “You know how you lycans are,” he sneered. “You’re just a step away from snarlin
“Now!” They jumped up and started scrambling. “She really is just like her mother…” I frowned, listening to the words. I didn’t know what that meant, but I had a feeling I would know soon. George came out looking furious with his own notes. I told him what I had sent the rest of the officers off
Grace “Are you sure about this?” I asked for at least the fourth time. We were at my father's old office at Mooncrest City Hall the following day. Eason had suggested it instead of the police station to solidify my position or something like that. I had stopped off at the police station earlier an
“If Richard or Cecil get to that age and get into a fight, I’ll make sure they know how to kill,” Charles said. “Charles!” He lifted a shoulder. “One against many is a fight for survival. I’d rather them come home than end up in a gutter.” The thought chilled me, but I didn’t disagree. “What are
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