Grace I had never realized what it would be like to work with Eason so closely. He was direct, quick-witted, insightful, and utterly ruthless. He called me on my shit, but he wasn't mean about teaching me the things I didn't know. By the time he was out of ice cream and George was calling to pick
"Eason." "I've been told that the jiggle is the best part of hitting it from the back." He tucked a bookmark into the book and closed it before looking at me, "What's on your mind?" I looked away. "What are you reading?" "How to Teach My Sister Better Evasions Tactics." I scowled at him. "
Grace George had hustled Eason off to bed just as Eason started slurring his words and had finished eating again. It hadn't even been an hour after our lap-pillow heart-to-heart, but since Eason had given in without a fuss, I wasn't too worried. When I got up this morning, Eason was still asleep,
Charles winced. "Nothing I can do about that, I'm afraid. Not directly, anyway." "This is bullshit," I hissed. My frustration boiled over as I clenched my fists, thinking of that young woman who could have been me in another life and her father and all the sleepless nights we'd had. "You know as w
Charles Charles let the relief settle over me as she met my gaze, steady, and a bit of that fear faded a little. She was listening, thinking, and planning, not just reacting. "Annex their packs," I said. She frowned. "What?" "You need to increase your land stake, and Mooncrest doesn't necess
She glanced at me. "I want to see myself the way you do... The way Eason seems to have seen me for years." I smiled wryly. "If you saw yourself the way I did, I don't think we'd be sleeping together for very much longer." She scowled and swatted me. I laughed, tugging her around to face me. "Y
Charles Amira winced, standing awkwardly in the doorway as I could see Grace starting to zone out. I wrapped my arms around Grace, pulling her close as the weight of the challenge's acceptance settled upon her. Her shoulders trembled, and I could feel her uneven breaths. "Breathe, Grace," I whis
I dialed Eason's number as we crossed Mooncrest's border. The ringing sound seemed to stretch on forever, punctuating the intensity of the moment. As soon as he picked up, I spoke, my voice hushed so as not to disturb Grace's much-needed rest. "It's done. We just crossed the border, and she isn't
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