"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
We were getting closer. I could smell Eason more clearly: pain, blood, and magic, but still alive. The air started to grow heavier with magic and lighter as if there was fresh air coming in from somewhere. Then, the darkness parted, and for a moment, I thought we had gotten to some sort of cave with
Grace Charles' yell shook me, and I scrambled for words. The hourglass had already run out. "It's disheartening that your pride was so much more important--" "It's a shame that you're so narrow-minded and cowardly. You're ridiculous for thinking that being full anything matters at all! And you
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