"How was yours?" The question hung in the air for a few moments before Charles blinked. His expression softened. The light vanished from his eyes, leaving a relieved and clear green as he smiled at me. "Good. More dramatic than I anticipated but productive... Isolde, who is that platonic trouble
Grace A few days after my dinner with Gabriel, we met again. I wasn't sure he was prepared for me to show up in the hotel lobby with a bus card for him, but he took the card with a smile and good humor. "I promised you a proper tour." He nodded and tapped his card. "That you did." He listene
"I've been thinking about it..." "You want a fair trade?" I flushed. "Well... yes." "Don't be embarrassed. I've been thinking about what would actually be fair, and given the shift in your pack, I think the best thing I can offer is how to navigate this coming shift." I frowned as we headed
CharlesAs I sat at my desk in the dimly lit office, the soft glow of the computer screen casting an eerie blue light across the room, I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of anticipation. It was an unusual feeling for me, considering the list of names I was reviewing for the next open court day
"You skipped lunch, didn't you?"Her face turned bright red. "I... Maybe have forgotten."I shook my head. "You're lucky you're cute, or I would have to turn you over my knee."She blinked and bit her lip. Her eyes grew dark with hunger. "Would you do it anyway?"I smirked at her. "When I have enou
Grace I stepped out of Charles's office, the faint echo of our waltz still lingering in my movements and my mouth still tingling. I was already wet thinking about what he had planned. His words of encouragement had provided a measure of comfort, but the weight of uncertainty about Gabriel Black wa
His words hung in the air, and I felt a mixture of emotions. Gabriel had revealed a painful chapter of his life, one that had shaped him into the alpha he had become. The truth was difficult to digest, but it also set me at ease. "Thank you for sharing that with me, Gabriel," I said, my voice soft
Grace The next morning, I hopped out of bed around the same time Charles did. Despite the soft strains still lingering in my body, I was happy and practically floated through the house with a smile that refused to be contained on my face. Eason was back. Charles and I ate breakfast together and sh