Grace He smiled. "Will you--" "Yes." He chuckled and took my hand. I shuddered, trembled as he slid the band up my left arm. The metal was warm through my sleeve and it felt heavy. It shrunk around my arm and the Blackwoods crest appeared on it. The signet ring on his hand flashed with a soft
He chuckled, the sound rich and warm. "Don't worry, Grace. I'll be by your side. I even got you a robe for your modesty." I scowled at him, but I was grateful. Stepping out of my comfort zone, into the heart of witch and vampire culture, was daunting. But maybe the ticking clock over my head was m
Grace Originals I'd heard that before, but how could Charles know that for certain? He told me that they were the first werewolves and they had lifespans similar to vampires. Astarte charged forward and Charles followed. The fight was brutal and efficient. The Originals were raw and primal, la
The room was dominated by a large, crystal-encased pod in the center. Inside, a figure lay unmoving, his chest rising and falling with a shallow, rhythmic breath. Even from this distance, I noted that the man was handsome. His hair was long and dark, floating in the liquid around his head. "You've
Charles "Eva?" Astarte's shocked whisper hung in the air. My own gaze darted between Astarte and her daughter then to Lucian. His face was etched with a mixture of concern and apprehension. Eva hesitantly stepped into the room with Ryon by her side. “Eva?” Astarte rasped again. "That's... That
Lucian's lips twitched. "He's the elder." My jaw dropped. "What?" Astarte frowned. "He always..." "We agreed to it," Lucian said. "After our brother..." I frowned. Lucian and Set had a brother? A flicker of realization dawned on Astarte's face. Her gaze darted towards me, a new glint of unde
Charles A glint of something akin to approval flickered in Astarte's eyes. "We expose him, but first, we shore up your reputation, get you some more allies, public and powerful allies. The whole 'challenger' fiasco needs to be addressed, so you're going to make a statement about the challenge circ
Taking a deep, steadying breath, I forced myself to meet her gaze. "Can we talk about this privately? There's something I need to understand…" A flicker of surprise crossed Astarte's face, a momentary lapse in her ironclad control. But it vanished as quickly as it appeared, replaced by a curt no