LOGINI 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
Grace I came down, humming a little song. It had been great hanging out with Jackson these past few days, but the gnawing sense that something was wrong was still growing. Charles was avoiding me. Sure, he spent a lot of time at the house with Cecil and Richard, but I never ran into him in the liv
When the virtual meeting finally concluded, I closed my laptop with a sense of relief and anticipation. My thoughts were drawn to the cozy atmosphere of Grace’s home, to the laughter of her children, and the warmth that seemed to emanate from within the walls. As I made my way to Grace’s home, the
Grace In the midst of the bustling household and the preparations for the upcoming festival, the one thing I hated more than anything had piled up: laundry. Richard was out of onesies, separates, hats, and everything else that an infant could need. I didn’t even know if there were any bibs and bur
Grace The coverage of the Winter Moon Festival had done more for my image among the pack than I had imagined. I don’t know who Eason talked to among the journalists who had covered the event, but I was a little nervous that Charles might actually try to poach him from the pack. Maybe I should just







