Grace I looked at my calendar. There was no one there. I glanced over at Amira, who seemed to be watching the unit as if she was gearing up for a physical fight. I was a little wary. Who could it be? Especially now? “Who is it?” I inquired, my voice betraying a hint of caution. The front des
“Excuse me?” The auditor asked. “As Alpha Wolfe said, you may leave whenever you’d like,” Esme said. "And I am well aware you heard me and understood my meaning. I make it a point to enunciate appropriately." As she spoke, the gleam in her eyes intensified, mirroring the glimmering brilliance of
Grace Esme smoothly produced a document, laying it out on the table for me to peruse. "Read. Understand and sign." The parchment felt charged with magical glyphs. As I skimmed through the contents, it became apparent that this was a contract outlining the terms of the audit to be conducted by
It almost felt like she would ensure that it did. I was eager to see how she'd handle the unit and the auditor. We entered the conference room and settled. Esme placed me in the center of the table. She sat to my left. Amira to my right as if we were entering negotiations. The rest of the legal te
Charles The night air had a chill as George and I exited the jet and got into the car, headed back to the Mooncrest pack house. It was late enough. I knew Cecil would be in bed. There was a chance Grace would be too. I sighed, rubbing my clean-shaven face with a sigh. "Missing your beard already?"
"Esme said it was fine," he pouted. "Please? It would make things easier... I could go to bed earlier.Wecould go to bed earlier." I cleared my throat. Eason barely spared me a glance and a wicked smile. "Your Majesty, can't you convince him?" George scoffed and pushed Eason back. "You need a super
Charles I washed my hands quickly as George watched me with a tense gaze. "Your Majesty, this is Lt. Grace at the Midwest Outskirt Enforcer Base." I smiled. "Lt. Grace, odd for you to be calling me." "I was told that you were the person to call. My apologies for interrupting your evening. Lady Red
Grace My lips twitched. "No. I didn't get a chance with everything that's gone on today." "Good," he said. "I'm glad my souvenir will be well-received." My eyes widened. "You got her glitter paint?" "How could I resist?" He asked, his smile indulgent. "I've never heard of art programs in werewolf
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