"Really?" I asked. "I would have thought girls weren't allowed to play those kinds of games." He chuckled. "Werewolves might care about the gender of their warriors, but lycans don't." I thought back. "I guess… that's why mom was so supportive of me joining the fencing team." I sighed again. "
Charles "Gabriel is a good choice," I said, nodding, grinning at her. "Seems like you comprehended more than you're giving yourself credit for." She lifted her head proudly. It made me think of Cecil when she managed to get something right. I couldn't help but lean over and plant a kiss on her c
She bit her lip. I could see her trying to figure out what to say. It was obvious she was nervous, and I couldn't blame her. She'd never been around vampires before. She'd only just left the States with me, and that had been tame by all counts. "It's alright if you're not ready to answer or go. I
Grace The winter morning twinkled outside my office window. Gabriel answered the phone, sounding more awake than I had expected, warm and oddly cheery. "You're a morning person, aren't you?" "I haven't slept," Gabriel chuckled. "I'm on my third cup of coffee, actually. If you're calling about
I frowned and drafted an email to the pack lawyer. I didn't let myself hope that none of that was true, but if it wasn't, maybe this guilt would ease a little more. For now, I needed to focus. I needed an ally outside of the States, besides Charles, that couldn't be questioned and that I could for
Grace "Hey, you," My heart leaped, and I practically melted into my seat. Charles' deep voice washed over me, easing a tension I hadn't realized was there. "Sorry for cutting out so early this morning, but you looked like you needed the extra sleep." "Hey..." I shook my head. "I did... Apparentl
Charles hummed. "I had never considered that there might be more to charge Devin with, but I'll look into the Lycan Clan records since you're waiting on the pack lawyer." My stomach did a nervous flip. "Why?" "He wasn't born in the States. It's tradition, more or less, to set one up where the ch
Grace "Eason?" Esme said, her eyes widened. "You..." "Sorry to interrupt the tenants of law, but this is too good," Eason said, his eyes sparkling with an almost manic gleam. Just behind him, his laptop floated in. Esme's eyes were as wide as saucers as it floated onto the table. The screen was