Eason wasn't better than me because he'd stuck around. If he'd had anything really going for him in college he would have left after our father's funeral, too. I sipped my cold coffee, feeling my mood darkening as more of Eason's stupid little speech started to wash through my mind. The city hated
Grace I stormed down the hall. As I entered the conference room, Eason had the nerve to not even look up as I entered. He was on the phone. There was a tiny fan on the table blowing at top speed at him as he talked. The cooler he'd been lugging around was sitting beside him. A frosty drink sat in
"I've put up with a lot of shit from you, Grace." His voice was a low, seething sound that felt like electricity in the air. "But this takes the fucking cake. Knock it off." "You don't get to play the victim here, Eason. I see straight through all your crap about Jackson, about the WSU, about what
Charles The early morning sun was breaking through the trees as Quillan, the driver, sent us flying down a steep incline. The jeep landed hard, jostling everyone onboard, but I barely paid any heed to it. "I can't believe this shit," Mercy hissed, gripping the edges of the van. "A fucking poli
Eighteen again. Frightened and on edge, losing my grip on my control again as my whole world shifted forever. I heard screaming, a voice I hadn't heard since the night of the coup's attack on the palace. I could smell the burning flesh and silk, the scent of hot stone and spilled blood. I could se
I grabbed for the phone. "Call your terrorist boyfriend and--" Eason shoved me, or something shoved me off my feet. I flew back into a wall and groaned. I heard Amira gasp. "Fuck the arrest call. Get a unit on that highway immediately. Barricades, firing range, stop that van at all costs. Do you
My stomach lurched. Panic surged through me. Charles had been right about Blood Moon using the police van to try to get a bomb to Mooncrest, and now, maybe he was... He was... "Well, go investigate!" I said. "There are people--" "If you'd let me finish," Frank said. "There's a barrier around t
Charles The scent of panic and confusion gripped the attackers as I landed on one of them, and the rest of the Enforcers swiftly joined the fray, disarming and neutralizing them quickly. I growled down at the few who had managed not to prove themselves threatening enough to be killed. They were te
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