Grace My stomach churned like a washing machine on high spin as the sleek jet taxied down the runway. Beside me, Esme exuded an air of calm that bordered on serene, sipping tea from a delicate porcelain cup and reading a book titled "The Art of Persuasive Negotiation." I, on the other hand, could
My stomach clenched as I followed the trail of blood in the tapestry to where a human woman lay. It was sickening to look at. Esme and I stopped in front of the main door, and she took my hand. "Deep breath," she said, her voice low but firm. "Head up, shoulders back... Let's keep you in Mooncrest
Grace As Charles led the enigmatic woman to the seat beside him, murmurs rippled through the hall. I didn't recognize her from the news. Looking closer, the thing I thought was a crown looked more like a piece of jewelry. It was a large stone resting on her forehead, held in place by a thin chain.
"I wouldn't say that is what happened," I said. "You're making it seem like--" "Did you or did you not sign over all governing rights to your former husband?" "That isn't--" "I will entertain only a yes or no answer, Ms. Wolfe." I glared at him. The way he drawled my name, the fact that he was
Grace Her words struck a chord in me, but they didn't make me want to comply exactly. Sean was twisting my words, skewing them. Esme wasn't going to do what needed to be done. She couldn't. She was just a witch. What did she know about werewolf hierarchy and respect? The words were on the tip of m
Mooncrest was mine. "Yes," I hissed. I was the heir. I was alpha. There was no one who could take that from me. Not Eason, not Sean or Esme. If I killed the entire Senate, would they be able to do anything? If I wasn't running Wolfe Medical, there would be no other company capable of saving them
Grace I shuddered. I could almost feel my bones aching the way they had then. My gut churned. My hands shook. I felt every bit of weakness that I had then. "I was so sick. I thought I was going to die. Eason... Eason was there." Had he already been managing Mooncrest, then? Before I had even p
A hush fell over the room. Esme's words hung in the air, heavy with truth and accusation. My chest filled with a flicker of hope. "And how do you plan to ignore the fact that Eason Wolfe left his post." Esme shook her head. "It was a post he was able to fill, not required. Eason Wolfe is not and