Sarah POVI sat in the circle of Zane’s arms and said nothing.I wanted to tell him everything would be OK. I wanted to say that Scott was his brother and nothing else really mattered. I wanted to say anything, really, if it could make him feel better.Travis had told us Scott had been dead for seve
Zane POVIt was getting to the point where I couldn’t sneeze without someone commenting about it online, so it was futile to hope that the art fair wasn’t going to be internet fodder.Officially, it was a showing of the work of first- and second-level students at Saradon Elementary. Unofficially, it
“That’s Mrs. Almyer,” she told me.“Your art teacher?”“Yeah. She’s really great.”I waved at her too, which made Mrs. Almyer smile.A man stood up from the row of chairs and made his way to the podium center-stage. The crowd quieted.“Thank you, you’re so kind” he said, which I thought was an odd w
Sarah POVI knew there would be press, but the avalanche of attention when we came out of the auditorium still almost knocked me to my knees.People were screaming our names. Someone had already somehow made a huge poster of Chloe’s work and was waving it up and down frantically.We managed to get i
Sarah POV“So, Zane’s told you we’re not going to mate?” Melissa asked me over a Caesar salad and a glass of Chardonnay.I couldn’t help laughing. “You say it like you’re talking about a book you just read.”She shrugged. “I have three other Pack Alphas I’m considering.”“Seriously?”She met my eyes
Ella POVI smiled. People liked it when I smiled.“So, you’re Agent Travis,” I said. “I’ve heard so much about you from Zane.”He smiled back, but I could tell his heart wasn’t in it. He was quite attractive, for a beta, and he smelled newly mated. Zane sat beside him quietly.“And you’re Ella, the
Sarah POVZane had wanted to come with me, but I assured him I would be fine on my own. The Luna Temple had become a familiar place, and besides, he was working with the police on Scott’s murder.I still couldn’t believe it. Scott was just gone. Someone had murdered him.“It makes no sense to kill S
Sarah POVI followed all the Oracles out of the temple and into the living quarters, where I felt a mild case of culture shock, walking so quickly from the white-on-white of the temple into a warm interior of dark, highly polished wood and the aroma of baking bread.For my next shock, the Oracles al