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 smiled, her weariness momentarily replaced by a glimmer of pride. "Thank you," she replied, a tender smile playing on her lips. "They mean everything to me, Charles. Being a mother has been the most rewarding and challenging role I've ever had. I want to make sure they have every opportunity
Grace Ronald stammered. He stumbled back a few steps as I glared at him. I could feel the anger boiling inside me as I confronted him. Ronald was one of my father's oldest friend, a man I once trusted and respected. But now, looking at him, I didn’t know what to think other than the fact that he w
She shook her head again. He nodded. “I imagined as such. You are soon to be a Blackwoods by blood and oath, Amy. You have nothing to fear.” He turned his gaze back to Devin. “The lawyers will be in touch, Devin. If you have any shred of honor left in you, you will cooperate and perhaps reclaim
Grace His words hit me like a blow, and I felt anger and betrayal surge within me. How could Devin have sunk so low, profiting off the company's resources while leaving it to suffer? Leaving his children to suffer. It was a vile betrayal, not only to me but to the entire pack and all the employees







