Charles A knot of tension tightened in my stomach as I made my way towards Esme's office. The unsettling conversation with Grace hung heavy in the air, her fragmented memories and newfound calmness leaving me with more questions than answers. Pushing open the door, I found Esme deep in conversat
"The curse that affects the mingling of their bloodline with werewolves," Esme explained. The pieces started to click into place. I looked at Eason and clenched my jaw. "What does it do?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. "It throws the lycan side into a state of hyper-aggression. It's meant
Grace A satisfied smile played on my lips as I spread the stack of files across the table in my office. Classes had been easy, relaxing even. I had gotten a chance to really feel at ease in the class and had a chance to work on my dissertation, too. Amira smiled at me, looking proud. "You and
She went on to talk about the state of all the other initiatives we had going on. I took a few notes, but I was happy that Edgar hadn't said a word. When Amira finished outlining the current state of affairs, I grinned. "I'm glad to hear it. For now, my first order of business is to restore all th
Grace The door creaked open, revealing Eason. Unlike his usual suit, he was in casual clothes—jeans, a T-shirt, and a leather jacket. The change made me nervous. He hadn't even come to work. Something poked at me from the back of my mind. There was a reason for him being dressed like this, but see
I nodded. I wasn't even surprised. Eason had never been someone to be stopped. "Though, I am proud of you for trying to set things right." Did that mean things would never be right between us? "Are you leaving back to Northfall soon, then?" I asked, the question tumbling out before I could sto
Grace Hours after my talk with Eason, the heavy oak door of the packhouse swung shut behind me. The weight of the day settled onto my shoulders and slowly slipped off as I breathed in the familiar scent of home. I walked into the living area. I found Esme curled up on the couch, a book in her lap,
"Just listen to her for now," Charles said. "It's important for you to know." He squeezed my hand. "Things are... going to be different now." I didn't want to listen, but Esme told me about the Stormclaw curse and blessing. I couldn't believe it. "And so what?" I croaked. "So I'm no longer hal