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
He growled. His eyes flashed, and his voice shook the air. The gust of magic that washed over me was familiar and telling. Ethan was at least half-witch. I could only imagine how that happened. “Listen, bitch. I don’t know what the fuck you think is going on, but if you don’t find Eason--soon-- he
Grace My chest grew tight as Ethan’s voice echoed through me. Because at least Eason will just be dead. My gut churned with guilt and terror. The panic was making my chest tight as Eason’s voice drifted through my mind. It’s going to be me, gone for good, no contact, no word, and you’ll have
“And so?” I asked. “What does any of this have to do with us?” “Not you,” Ethan said. “Alpha Shadow couldn’t give a damn about you, your patent--he doesn’t even really care that you married Devin and let him run your pack into the ground. He thinks it’s funny, too. This is about Eason.” I frowne