Suddenly, Victor is by my side, frowning up at them. I raise my eyebrow at him, surprised. Is he…jealous? “Come down now,” Victor says, and both Edgar and Ian swing down from the branches. Victor moves beneath Ian just as he hangs from the lowest branch, tickling him under the armpit so that Ian fa
I watch Victor and the boys disappear into the forest, wringing my hands. Of course, I always knew the day would come when they went out into the darkness and explored their identities as wolves but…well, they’re very young. I thought I had years left. “They’ll be fine,” Edgar says, putting a hand
I laugh at that, truly laugh, and blush a little. “With Edgar? Oh geeze, I don’t know…” “Come on, Evelyn,” Amelia leans forward, giving me a real smile and laughing with me. “We’re girlfriends now, after all.” I laugh with her and shrug, bashful. “It’s going…I mean, great, I suppose. It’s really n
“MAMAAAA!” I lurch to my feet out of a straight sleep when I hear my son’s voice calling to me. Edgar next to me shudders awake, though he manages to stay in bed. “What’s happening?” He murmurs, staring around bleerily. “They’re back,” I say, pulling a blanket around my shoulders and ducking out t
“She was!” I say, laughing as a Beta hands me a plate with eggs and toast. I murmur my thanks. “So by that,” Victor says, “you mean that you spent all night with Edgar and she hung out by herself, texting all her diva friends.” “One,” I say, pointing at him with my fork, “she didn’t have cell rece
Victor wakes with a start as the van pulls into the driveway, sucking in a deep breath. The boys, Alvin tucked in beside him and Ian stretched across his stomach, shift with the disturbance. “Are we home?” Ian asks, blearily blinking awake. “Yes, baby,” Evelyn says, peeling Ian off Victor and pull
“Excellent!” Willard says, pleased with the deal and sounding a little bit surprised at the ease with which it was completed. “I’ll do just that. You stay in touch now, my boy,” he says kindly, and then hangs up the phone. Victor sits back in his seat, wondering how he got so played. Usually, this
Victor’s car pulls along the gravel drive of the Walsh family home, a palatial estate in the British Georgian theme. The wheels of the car crunch to a stop and Victor’s Beta steps out first, surveying the scene and checking for threats. Seeing none, he signals Victor to come forward. Victor steps o