"My father said you were a fair man. I don't think violating our treaty was ever something he thought you were capable of. " "How bold of you to accuse me of a violation when it is you and your kind who have fallen from grace. I wonder what your father would think of you if he were here." I snar
Charles I could kill him. I could strangle him for getting caught up in all this, though I knew he was too smart for this stupid ploy. The anger and disappointment warred in me, but it didn't burn hot or violent the way I expected. Ryon was even younger than Devin, less sheltered, more battered, a
As I gently lifted Ryon, I searched my mind for what to say to Lucian. Finally, I turned to him. "When was the attack?" Lucian set his jaw. "A week ago." Ryon couldn't have gotten this thin in a week, not even with his body trying to fight off the curse from the dagger. I took a deep breath, s
Grace My heels clicked onto the porch, and the echoes vanished into the hushed quiet of the house. The day had been a whirlwind. It felt like I'd talked to every member of the pack and sifted through years of paperwork, yet I still didn't feel like I'd gotten anywhere. I was exhausted. And beneath
I winced, thinking back to Charles' words about how much I trusted him. I did trust him, and I felt terrible that I was still having these terrible thoughts, but I couldn't help it. "I…. I got it." The doubt wouldn't go away quickly, but at least it didn't seem so immediate. I kept eating, hopin
Grace Sunlight, pale and hesitant, crept through the curtains, rousing me from sleep. I hadn’t dreamed, but I wouldn’t have called it an easy sleep. The warmth made it hard to open my eyes, anchoring me in sleep, but when Charles stirred, I couldn’t help it. The scent of blood was a lot fainter, a
I nodded. “I can see how that would be irritating.” He snorted, opening his closet. “Most recently, they’ve started playing war games with the vampires. Putting their pups up to try and disrupt the hard-won peace we’ve had with them.” He shook his head, shifting through his clothes. The anger in
Grace I bit my lip as his eyes heated. "Always." He kissed me again. “I’m sorry to have worried you. Things got hectic, but I’ll do better.” I dropped my gaze. “It’s okay. I… I know I’m just sort of over-worrying.” “A bit,” he said. I scowled at him. “But you’re not going to stop over-worryi