Grace I could see myself on the screen as Amira activated the broadcast. I took a deep breath and stared into the camera, hoping that I looked more in control, more put together and assured than I felt. I tried to focus on the words I was supposed to be saying, imagining that Eason was here, fee
I frowned. "I don't understand." "Magic, Grace," he said softly. "Eason has magical talent... Trainable, powerful, magical talent." My jaw trembled. "Werewolves can't use magic..." "It's rare among lycans, too, but it's true." "How do you know this?" "You remember the exchange program Easo
Grace I switched over to Fenris' call. "Have I caught you at a bad time?" Fenris asked, his voice slithered into my ear. His voice was filled with smug confidence. "I must say you have a talent... Or is that your brother's doing? I could imagine him having a silver tongue." I clenched my jaw a
"Where's Uncle Eason?" Cecil asked as I lifted her into my arms. I bit my lip. "He'll... He'll be back soon." I glanced at Kelly, whose eyes widened as she lost a bit of color in her face. Her eyes glossed over. My phone chimed, and I looked at the calendar notification. Wolf Moon Festival C
Charles I looked at the faces of my Enforcers, their expressions a mix of determination and concern. We were up against an enemy that was ruthless, unpredictable, and utterly unbound by conventional rules and set against a ticking clock we couldn't even watch. "Keep the pressure on the people fr
"His grandmother," I said, thinking of Asher's wife. "I don't know if his mother had any magic." "It could be coming on sooner than you think." I shook my head. "Finding Eason is the priority. I have people on it. I'll push harder. What can you tell me about the ritual setup? Could Mooncrest act
Grace My hands shook as I held the tablet. I tightened my grip on it as the lines continued to fade and re-draw as Eason's dot continued to move. The red grew brighter as it continued to move. Even as the relief washed over me, knowing that we had some idea about where Eason was, I couldn't shake
"They're going underground. They're definitely near a warehouse or inside it. There's a building." I bit my lip. "Wait! Not a warehouse. You're looking for a house, like an old outpost or general store. It's near the entrance to the preserve." The lines started to shimmer and grow stronger until I