I grinned at her. "My sword is yours princess." Other parents joined in and the courtyard erupted with shrieks of laughter and mock battle cries. Grace looked happier than I'd ever seen her as we charged into enemy territory at Cecil's lead. I couldn't help but grin, my heart swelling with a fie
Grace I needed the nap, probably more than Cecil did. We got dressed and headed downstairs to the main hall and I could not believe how much it had been changed from earlier. It looked like a formal ballroom now, but no one was wearing anything fancy except for Charles. I was thankful. I settled
"Daddy! Daddy!" she shrieked, oblivious to the tension that hung heavy between us. Devin sneered and tried to draw away, but Cecil threw her arms around his legs. His eyes darted back to me, and he smirked. "I missed you, Daddy. When are you coming home?" He grinned. "Depends, Cecil... On your
Grace I shook my head, barely holding back laughter the longer Cecil held him hostage. Every time he glanced at a guard, a little more of the pain subsided. When the trial resumed, he would face the consequences of his actions, and Amy and I, along with our children, would really be free. I chuc
"Thanks. Where's... Eason?" "He's officing out of the conference room. He and the liaison have been... getting along swimmingly." I snorted and headed to the conference room. I entered the conference room and found Eason and another man in the room. "You could have used my office." Eason loo
Charles The familiar weight of paperwork pressed against my chest as I leaned back in my chair, scanning the documents spread across my desk. The waning light of the day filtered through the high windows of my office and cast long shadows across the room, a stark contrast to the flurry of activity
I knew exactly where this was going. "Let me gues... the Choosing?" Theodore's lips stretched into a thin smile, devoid of warmth. "Indeed. Given the recent events – the upheaval within the Greenvalley pack, the uncertainty surrounding the king's bloodline – have necessitated a… proactive approa
Grace Eason said nothing, just looking at me as the question hung in the air. "It's just that... you already know so much. E-Esme could train you for the rest, right?" He zipped his bag, his gaze meeting mine with a mix of understanding and determination. "Esme isn't a healer, and no, she 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