*Mark* Tristan, Reece, and I are all just sort of standing here, staring into what can only be a secret tunnel that’s leading out of the library. The doorway seems to have been activated by removing a book about war, so maybe this is a secret place for the king to hide if enemies infiltrate the pal
That seems to have made things worse because she erupts into even louder sobbing, so I keep patting her on the back, hoping she’ll calm down. I won’t try mentioning being alone again, that’s for sure. Finally, her sobs slow down, and she looks up at me. “You’re nice,” she says. “No one has been nic
*Cora* They moved him. Even though the others that I am working with are morons and can’t seem to get anything right, at least when I sent them a mind-link message that Trevor had gotten information from Eli about where he was, they had the intelligence to move the Alpha. They also used an awful
She was the best mama ever. But then I realized that my father was not going to retire anytime soon, and I had to take matters into my own hands. I had to get rid of them–both of them. Well, I could hardly have them killed. After all, the Moon Goddess would frown upon someone committing regicide.
*Gene* I’m glad to be done talking to Skullmark, that idiot who’s currently doing my bidding to get rid of Alpha Eli. Of course, he doesn’t realize that as soon as he’s done with his assignment, I’ll be getting rid of him next. I’m positively surrounded by morons. I move a bit to stretch out my l
Within moments, he has arrived, and I’m impressed with his speed. All the while I’ve been dodging the woman while backing up and running around to the other side of the desk. She keeps catching up with me somehow—she’s spry for an old bat—but then I get ahead of her again. But I can’t keep this up f
*Rose* “Adam, I told you–I’m fine!” I shout after the Beta as he does his best to get Kelly back into my room. From the way he’s hollering, one might think I was dying. “I see blood!” he shouts. “And if you’re bleeding, that’s a problem for me!” He makes a face and looks away, and I have to wonder
I shake my head and take it. With a quick sip, I dislodge the sour fragment. “I’m fine, thank you.” I am still looking at them like they are each a different version of mess–probably because they are. It does cross my mind, though, that there are only three of them here with me, and I don’t like th