Charles I frowned. I knew that tone. There were only a few reasons for that tone to be going off, but none of them were good. My first thought was that it was just an Enforcer report. I waited for the chiming to stop, but it didn't. It was a call, and there was no reason why the Enforcers would ne
Her phone rang behind her. She huffed and looked at it before rolling her eyes. “I think you should answer.” The chirp of Grace's phone felt more and more insistent. A playful scowl crept onto her face. “It can wait.” She reached for me again. I pushed her hands away gently. My voice felt st
Charles “Grace!” An icy dread struck me. My heart slammed against my ribs. The image of her wolf form, a magnificent brown streak against the shadows, was branded into my mind. We were on the third floor she never shifted before. That fall could injure her easily if she didn’t have enough contro
I grabbed the radio. “Enforcer units stationed at Mooncrest, this is your king. Your orders are as follows: secure every alley, every rooftop, every shadow. Your main priority is to find and locate Cecil Wolfe. 4-year-old, dark hair, currently in the custody of kidnappers. Keep your eye out for Alph
Charles I had never thought I would raise such a stupid child. He probably had contacted the underbelly of the human world for the funds that he probably had never planned to pay back. It had likely always been the plan to leave Grace saddled with all of it on her own. It had probably never even
“Give me all the information you can on it,” I paused. “And what it’s been used for recently.” “Charles?” Eason's voice came through the radio. “I'm here. How are you feeling?” “Like hell. I'm at City Hall, getting into the safe. Where's my sister?” "Shifted and tracking Cecil, I think. Thro
Grace Pain, a searing flash that ripped through the fog of primal fury, brought me crashing back to reality. My jaws clamped down on… metal? Stone? Something so hard, I swear my teeth chipped. The metallic and sparkling tang of blood and something else filled my mouth as I recoiled, a whimper esca
Until I’d ripped the men who took her apart. "Grace!" Charles' voice boomed behind me, laced with urgency. "Slow down! Stay under my shield!" I should have. I wanted to, but I couldn’t get my body to slow or turn back. She was so close. I’m coming, honey. Mommy’s coming. Corners blurred, co
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