Entering the punching bag room, I closed the door behind me hard enough to shake the frame. My eyes fell upon the lycan punching bag hanging there. Without hesitation, I started to strike the bag, each blow fueled by anger. Each punch felt a bit like I was releasing some of the storm raging within
Charles I went back to meet with Marcus, Darius, Jacob, and Carlos. The clean-up team was coming in through the front door, as was George. "We have a lot to work out." George glanced over the scene. "Besides the car about half a mile on a backroad?" "Besides that." "They've been apprehende
"When I was staying in Selene," Eason said. "I worked at the main hospital." My eyes widened. "You're more and more of a surprise." His lips twitched. "A doctor suggested I go into medicine. I almost changed tracks and stayed there for healing." My jaw dropped open. "You were accepted?" He n
Grace Charles came back closer to dawn and crawled into bed with me, but I was still irritated. He was gone when I woke up, leaving me a note that he was off plotting evil plans and he'd be back the next day. He also left me the number to Eason's hospital room. I called him while eating the breakf
Yeah. The man I already had who made delicious food, did laundry, loved my kids, and supported me. Still, maybe, just maybe, he was trying to be friendly. Supportive? "Though it would have been nice if you dressed up a bit for dinner here." I blinked at him. Did he think this was a date? I alm
Grace Jackson had gone back to watching the news footage until the very end, and I had watched his emotions flickering across his face. It kept me up that night far more than Charles’ absence. My heart wanted to believe him, but my instincts were screaming that he might not be rallying in the stree
I laughed. “I love your spirit, and your boyfriend sounds like a treat. How are the transfers in looking? Settling well? I want to grant at least another full round for orientation soon.” She nodded. “Settled, thriving, applying for jobs. New students in schools, etc. I’ve pre-sorted about that num
Charles I could hear the smile in Grace’s voice when she answered as I sunk into the plush cushions of the seated lounge of the Savoy. The restaurant was nothing short of exquisite, a testament to lycan craftsmanship and wealth. Its interior was adorned with captivating lycan art, polished stone,
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