Sarah POV“Aw, Daddy!” Grace pouted after ice cream had been devoured with gusto.“Sorry, pup,” Zane said, chucking her gently under her chin. “That was the deal: I get to come to the park with you all, but I do have to take this meeting. It will only be for an hour or two.”Grace nodded and shrugge
Zane POVOf course, I knew I needed to get the bracelet back. My daughter had fashioned it from a solid piece of zebrawood, and even though I knew I was a biased proud father, I could see her talent in its striking lines and the way she worked with the wood grain for the design.I would also be havi
An image came, unbidden, of Sarah with her “claws” up and widespread, a snarl on her face. I knew, if she were a werewolf, I’d pursue her, at least as far as asking her for drinks. Again, I had to keep myself from laughing, though with more elation than humor. She was extraordinary.I broke from the
Sarah POVThis was getting ridiculous.It was almost 2 a.m., and I was just staring at the back of my eyelids.The entire day had been impossible, and I loved it. Losing the bracelet, getting the bracelet back, who could have foreseen so much? And a picnic in the park with a magician to boot! Not to
It was nice, I decided, light and refreshing.“Chardonnay is made from green-skinned grapes that grow in a variety of climates,” he continued. “So Chardonnay can be oaky, buttery, or crisp and clean. Spanish Chardonnays tend to have a citrus tang to them, which not everyone likes, and French Chardon
Sarah POVOh, my goddess.Yeah.No, I knew when I woke up something wasn’t good. I wasn’t sure what it was, but I knew I would regret it.And then I remembered the wine, the little class in wines, the way my stomach’s warmth rose up into the rest of me, and how awesome that had felt. And then I reme
I nodded slowly, starting to see where he was going with this.And he smiled a little, clearly encouraged. “It wasn’t purposeful or conscious on my part, but you have become such an important part of my family, I think I must have wanted to see you uninhibited.” He smiled more. “Howling at the moon.
Zane POVMost of my adult life, I’d tried to avoid the wolf-and-pony show that was currently surrounding me.Of course, I’d been to a few even worse than this. As a child, an alpha to a beta and a gamma who’d been part of the “lesser” family tree until they’d birthed an alpha son, I’d been a prize,