Grace Sitting at my office desk at Wolfe Medical, I was surrounded by stacks of documents and the gentle hum of activity that characterized any workday. Amira had come in just after I arrived with more transfers to review, as well as a few reports from the procurement department of Wolfe Medical.
Amira leaned in. "You rang, Senator Prospect?" I chuckled. "You know a bit more about the pack's registry system, right?" "I may have taken some extra time to study it." "Is there a way to restore deleted records?" She tilted her head. "Probably. How long ago are we talking?" I winced. "At
Charles I sat in my office at Grace's house, waiting for Astarte to answer. George was tense in the chair across the desk from me, ready to take notes. The projection was of a spinning hourglass as we waited. The seconds seemed to weigh heavily on me. Then, she answered, wearing vibrant blue linge
I hesitated. "Astarte... I understand. I know what Seth means to you. And... while I can say... with utter confidence that I couldn't be sure I would take a different path... I don't believe it's in you to punish the entire nation for the choices of one man..." Though the Alpha President was becom
Grace My anxiety was running rampant. I was still reeling from that ominous call with Alpha Shadow. The fear of knowing he was so close to my kids, not being able to get to them, even with the Lycan Enforcer there, was too much. All the clarity and tranquility I had cultivated while at Lake Town w
"You okay?" She nodded, offering a faint smile. "Perfectly. A little spooked, but good. Cecil noticed someone following us, but I didn't see him." "He was wearing red, Mommy, and one of those masks..." "Well, I'm very impressed that you noticed..." I said, kissing her cheek. "Let's... get yo
Grace What the hell was I supposed to say? Never? Never because I hoped the rotten bastard rotted in whatever lycans called jail? Never because he would be too busy with his young, pregnant mate? I winced at those thoughts. None of those responses would be appropriate, even if they were all
"A trip, of course," he said, his voice rich with anticipation. "We'll go see your daddy, and you can pick the spot for your birthday party at the palace." "A palace? Like a castle?" "The Lycan Clan castle, yes." She squealed, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. "Is it like the castle we bu
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