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
“How do you figure that?” I stared at the ceiling. “His father… gave him no choice. Took away that choice. I had all the choices in the world, and had I made different ones… He and Eason would have never gone through… at least a large portion of what they did.” I sighed. “Maybe it was always meant
Grace My fingers drummed as I considered not answering it. I didn’t recognize the number. It didn’t even look like a number that I had ever seen. Amira started typing and glanced at it. She frowned. “It’s a Clan call.” Weird. How’d she know that? I answered it. “Hey, love.” I smiled at Charl
Charles had said it was just a matter of vampire culture, but still. I groaned. “What?” “I’m…My brain is being… difficult.” He chuckled. “It’s good that you recognize that. If you want to talk about it, we can.” “Later." I sighed. “After a stiff drink and maybe some time to sort it all out i
Charles I waited, hoping that she wouldn’t be too upset. To be fair, all she knew was that Alpha Shadow was a member of the Noir Coven. It would make sense that she was. The gentle hum of the car filled the silence as George drove toward Silverlight. “That Noir Coven?” I chuckled. “There is on
I smirked as she hung up. “Why would you do that to Miss Grace?” Gregory asked. “Simple: she has to learn.” He sighed. “You didn’t do this with Devin.” I looked out the window. “I wasn’t old enough to be a decent parent, and Devin…” I sighed. Thinking of all the way I failed at raising him m