LOGINI 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
I considered his words, the gears in my mind turning as I weighed the potential benefits against the risks. On the one hand, it was a way to use the negative publicity to our advantage, and on the other, it carried the danger of drawing more attention to the pack's internal struggles. "But won't t
Grace "He... he just growled?" I stammered, utterly stunned. Charles nodded slowly, his expression a mix of warm understanding. "Yes, he did." I watched in awe as Richard nestled against me, his wide eyes slowly drooping as he succumbed to a sense of calm. It was as if Charles's presence and r
Let someone else handle the lab. Don’t you have colleagues? My jaw trembled. “I don’t think…” “I have to run the pack. My kids need me. They’re young. I can't do it all," I murmured to myself, the weight of it all pressing down on me. Charles' voice, steady and reassuring, spoke again. "You ne
Grace “Uncle Eason!” Cecil cried. “You should come have cereal!” Eason bustled in, carrying groceries and breakfast supplies. His cheerful demeanor was infectious, and his presence infused the room with an energy that was hard to resist. “I don’t know, Ce-Ce, I think muffins—” He cocked an eye







