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 have children..." He gasped. "So do the people of Mooncrest," I said. "What were you supposed to do with the vehicle?" "I can't--" He gasped in horror, stopping as I took hold of his ear. "W-What..." "You don't seem to be listening to me," I said calmly. "So, you don't need it, right?" He
Grace Bomb sirens? When were those installed? Eason put my laptop and Amira's laptop in our arms and hurried us out of the building. He got on the building coms. "Please proceed to the bomb shelter on West and Finley as quickly as possible. I repeat, please proceed to the bomb shelter on West an
I read it out loud. "This is Alpha Wolfe on the Mooncrest Emergency Broadcast. All citizens are advised to go to their nearest bomb shelter. Locations can be found on every major intersection's map. Please abide by Mooncrest Police's orders and remain calm." I repeated the message three times be
Grace Amira came out and came back with another bag of ice and a popsicle. "I'll take it." Amira looked at me warily but handed it over. "I need to speak with Eason alone for a second. Could you man the mainline for me?" Amira glanced toward the door and nodded before turning around and le
"Stop," I growled at him, holding him still. I looked up at him. "I just want the truth, Eason." He met my gaze. "The truth?" "Yes." "Okay." He leaned back against the car. "You can't handle the truth." "What?" "You heard what I said," he said, narrowing his eyes. "The truth makes you dist
Charles Ethan Darrow wasn’t what I expected. I’d seen Kalen on the news and very briefly in person before, but Ethan was nothing like his father. He had a bit more bulk to him than the average werewolf. He looked older than Ethan by at least a few years. But more than that, his eyes were too expre
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