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
“Can you hear me?” “Yeah.” “Good. Shoulders back. Keep the phone in hand and lab coat over your arm. Look busy, not harried. Glide, like a seasoned fencer.” I smiled at his tone. “Like dealing with Carson?” “Exactly like dealing with Carson. It’s a magical phone, Amira’s. I’ll have George ca
Grace He flushed as I stood. The nerve of this asshole. “I believe we’re done with this conversation. Unless you’d like to talk about purchasing medical supplies for your… pack’s endeavors? Though, I suspect we already supply you.” His amber eyes narrowed, a flicker of annoyance flitting acros