His voice was gentle. Reaching. “And I apologize for not thinking more clearly about this and letting my own emotions and desires get me carried away. I’ve turned us into a rebound situation, and that’s not what I wanted.” “Are you calling me a rebound?” He smiled wryly. “I think it would be m
Grace Something in me snarled. No, he wasn’t right. He was just trying to trick me. I pushed those thoughts away. He was just trying to make me forget the fact that he was hiding this woman from me, that he was protecting her, that she was more important than me. It didn’t matter if I always thoug
“It's not just about her name, Charles," I said, my voice choked with emotion. "It's about the fact that you’re hiding things from me." “Honestly, Grace, you haven’t given me a single reason to believe that you could handle the information. I’ve told you what is really important for your purposes.
Grace He smiled softly at me. There was a sort of relieved light in his eye. It felt abrasive, grating against every part of me. “Are we okay to actually discuss this now?” I didn’t want to discuss anything. I wanted a name and a location. I wanted to feel like I was more important than his ma
“He doesn’t have to know anything about potions for someone to stop or keep selling them to him.” “He doesn’t. But after what he did to the Noir Coven. He’s made himself an enemy of most witches. Even witches who aren’t allied, or on good terms, with the Noir Coven, would be wary about continuing
Grace “Charles?” I asked, my voice sounding so soft and frightened. All the fire that had been burning in me seemed to be snuffed out. My eyes burned. “Hello?” I croaked. The hold of voice proceedings seemed to flash behind my eyes. The silence stretched on. “Charles?” His brow furrowed. T
Until you have nothing left…. Darkness claimed me then. Moon, I was tired, but I didn’t feel like I was resting. I knew I was asleep, but this didn’t feel quite like the sleep I was used to. Was I going to see another vision of Alpha Shadow? I waited for the fire or the voice, but nothing happen
Grace I woke with a gasp, the dream's chill clinging to my skin. The punching bag swung slightly above me. I tasted blood in my mouth, and my body still ached. The reflection's words echoed in my mind. I didn’t know what to make of it. One thing was clear: my head felt clearer. I could see those
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