I tapped my earpiece, calling Seraphina. "Your Majesty," my partner hissed. I turned as more people started to come out of the other entrances to the area, wielding random pipes and chains. I stowed my gun. "I'll take the left?" I asked. She nodded, her eyes glinting in the dark. Then, they
Grace My eyes hurt. My stomach was in knots, and I was certain that if I drank another cup of coffee, I was going to start shaking. Still, I sat at Eason's computer, hoping that using it would give me some inspiration, some clue about what to do, what to write, and what to say. My fingers shook as
"Eason has fantastic taste," she said, her voice light. "I'll have to ask where he shops for you. If this isn't a power suit, I don't know what is." I looked at it and smiled at the vibrant, blood-red dress. The pin in the lapel of the long jacket that went with it was Mooncrest's crest. It was st
Grace His voice echoed through the city, ringing in my ear. The entire city would be listening in, hiding in whatever bomb shelter they could. As I stood at the podium, I couldn't shake the overwhelming feeling of dread that weighed on me. The importance of this moment was crushing, and I knew tha
"He probably knew that Eason didn't give a damn about Mooncrest." I lifted my head. "And thank you for reminding me to address that bit." I looked into the camera. "Citizens of Mooncrest, I want to be clear. In the year after my father's death, I wasn't here. I made no decisions. I had no sway or
Grace I forced a laugh as someone else burst into full-on giggles. The crowd started to talk among themselves, lowering their signs in confusion. "Or did I just reject you? I've already got a scorned werewolf man who thought the sun shined out of his ass to deal with. Maybe you know him? Why don
I took a deep breath, searching my brain for something to say or do. I looked down at the podium and shook my head. "You must have a pretty pathetic sex life if this is how you get your kicks," I said. "Though, I guess the market is pretty slim for psychos." "I don't need relationship advice fro
Charles I heard Grace's voice loud and clear, telling him to fuck off, and I grinned, happy to hear her so firm. "Grace," I said gently. "You're doing well. We're on the right level, according to Seraphina and Amira... I can smell him." I couldn't tell her that it was mostly blood I smelled, b