"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
Does it bring you joy? I thought of Cecil and how happy she was with her colors and paints. How she laughed and smiled happily as she built whatever came to mind with her blocks and played with her dolls. The thought that one day she wouldn't have that joy anymore was heart-wrenching. But how was
Grace I really thought I'd be motivated, but as soon as Charles left me alone with the books, that deep sense of resistance hit me again. I pulled the open book back toward me. It was a huge, thick thing. There were no diagrams, no charts, just pages and pages of words. My head was starting to hur
I felt the enchantment break just as I was finishing taking notes on the curriculum changes I could make without interfering with the national curriculum requirements. I had no idea what the hell I would do to fund the art programs or who I could hire, but I could work all that out after the audit o
Grace He pulled my shirt, sweater, and bra off. Then, his hands slipped under the waistband of my sweatpants and into my panties. His fingers fluttered against me before he sunk one into me in one slow push. I groaned, throwing my head back as he latched onto my breasts again. I reached for his sh
Grace I drifted through the darkness before the cold of a night wind swept around me. As the darkness parted, I grew colder. Dead, gnarled trees stretch up around me. The ground was dead. The bark was black. The desolate, eerie forest stretched endlessly before me. Its skeletal trees reached for 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