Charles The frantic call from the lead enforcer in Silverlight sent a jolt through me as I navigated the bustling streets of Silverlight. Eva had arrived, as expected, and my soul told me that I had to be there and that exactly what I expected to see--what should have been impossible--was exactly
"It wasn't his fault!" Tension crackled in the air. Eva was shaking. The air sparked with magic. Her eyes glossed over. "They forced him." "I know that." I searched her face. "Then, why are you holding him here? He's injured! He needs help." "He's getting all the help possible," I said gen
Grace The words on the screen burned into my retinas, each letter searing a fresh mark of frustration onto my already frayed nerves. What did that mean that things got more complicated? The words felt almost cold, impersonal like he was leaving a message for his secretary. Worst of all, it was v
I set my jaw. "What is that supposed to mean?" "The liaison will be here today," she gestured to me. "Do you think you can pull yourself together enough to get through that in less than thirty minutes?" My stomach plummeted. I cursed and struggled up the rest of the way. I got to my room, drank
Grace The nerve of this guy. Threatening me already? I cocked an eyebrow at him. "How was the motel?" He sneered and adjusted his jacket. "I trust you're ready to start talking about Mooncrest and your... precarious financial situation with the debt and all." I gave him a thin smile. Esme rose
Simple, sensible things that had never crossed my mind until now. "And what of this plan that witch mentioned?" he asked. "As it is a personal matter, it has nothing to do with you." He narrowed his eyes. "Intriguing that you think you will have personal matters. You are an alpha. Everything y
Grace Exhaustion clawed at my limbs, but it was nothing compared to the way my mind ached at the thought of going back to work tomorrow. The day's events replayed in my mind. Edgar hadn't let up one bit. Every time he spoke to me, it felt like I was being punched in the gut. My decision to send Ea
"Research," I repeated, more a statement than a question. "That requires you to be out all day? With nothing more than a short message? No explanation?" He opened his mouth to speak, but I cut him off. "If you're not going to tell me what's been going on," I said, my voice firmer than I intended
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