Even though it won't be likely for several years before The Inn at Barcombe is fully finished and operating at capacity, the first steps toward fulfilling this objective are currently in the process of being taken. Whether you decide to go back to the pack or to claim your membership in the pack from a distance, you will have access to the resources and protection that have been provided. Several panthers have found a home with us, and if other shapeshifters or humans make a formal request, we will gladly open our doors to them as well.I am aware that you have all been hurt, but I am powerless to make up for what you have lost. On the other hand, if you decide to return to your family, I will do all in my power to make sure that your future is safe. The development of a succession strategy has already begun. No matter what occurs, our pack will never again be frail or susceptible to being attacked by violent elements, whether they come from the outside or from within.Sebastian moved
The swizzle sticks in the drinks were in the shape of green cactuses, because it was only natural that they would be. When I told Teagan that she could choose where we would meet, I don't know what other outcomes I should have anticipated.The pub was a jumble of kitsch and Wild West cliches, and the walls of its Mission-style interior were littered with rusted saws, horse bridles, globe-less lamps, and a lot of other stuff that I couldn't even begin to name. The stools that ran along the long bar were a faded crimson color, and the seats were made of an uncomfortable molded plastic that had been carved and etched to resemble saddles.If I had made an effort, I could not have appeared any more out of place than I did."I'm speechless because I can't believe you wore a suit." Teagan rolled her eyes and then used her teeth to remove the sliver of strawberry that was attached to her swizzle stick. "And she placed an order for a mocktail."I immediately shot back in a defensive manner, "I
That night, as the conference continued after supper, I did my best to pay attention to what was being said throughout the session.In a normal situation, I would have found something like the discussion on guest engagement that I attended to be exactly up my alley. However, it was difficult to concentrate at this particular time.After it was finished, I gritted my teeth and made myself go to the after-hours cocktail reception even though I didn't want to. As I networked with other hospitality professionals, I made my rounds of the room while keeping my self-assured professional façade firmly in place. Once more, I took a few sips of a mocktail without much enthusiasm, which was something that I was positive would have driven Teagan to despair.My eyes were gritty and burning with tiredness when I eventually made it back to my room, and my body felt raw with the type of over-peopled burnout that is peculiar to introverts who have spent too long pretending to be extroverts without a b
I turned off my phone on purpose and didn't use it again until I was back inside Tucson proper. Though my dad never gave me the credit I deserved, he probably thought I didn't realize he had tracking apps installed on all company-issued phones. I was aware of his apps and how to get past them, and I also had a spare phone that I could use for covert purposes. When I wasn't working, my time was entirely my own.I slid out of the leased SUV and gave my phone a moment to connect and update all the apps before using it.Located in a cramped, low-slung plaza just off the main road, the coffee shop I had parked in front of was a small, independent establishment with an eccentric menu and decor.Strolling inside, I placed an order for a café breve and generously tipped the barista when it arrived. Out front of the store were a handful of small, circular tables in bright primary colors. I took my drink outside and sat at the farthest one since it was too tempting to pass up.Arizona had surpr
When I got to the hotel's restaurant, the maitre d' told me that the table I wanted would be free in about half an hour, but he was sorry about it.I gave him a smile and told him, "No problem." "I'll be there as soon as the bar opens."The horseshoe-shaped hotel bar was sleek and modern, but not very interesting. The only thing that was even slightly interesting about it was a single person sitting on the other side.Her hair was the first thing that caught my eye. It was longer than usual and a thick, shiny shade of rust. It fell over her shoulder in soft waves. Her cocktail dress was a beautiful shade of plum and draped around her in a way that reminded me of Grecian dresses. One hand played around with the stem of a wine glass that was still 3/4 full of what I thought was rosé. She drew something with the other hand in a small notebook that was open in front of her.As I got closer to the bar, I took another look at both women's hands. No rings. So then. I may have just found the
The last glass of champagne was a mistake.As I walked back to the table from the bathroom, I was very aware of how light my head felt and how shaky my steps were. I thought about how proud Aiyssa and Teagan would be of me for once drinking too much, and it made me smile even though I was drunk.I felt butterflies start to flutter in my stomach as I carefully climbed the stairs to the dining room. Even though I was often teased, I wasn't a good person. I wasn't so drunk that I didn't know what would probably happen next. I knew that when I got to the table, the bill would already be paid and that Ale would invite me to go back to his room with him.In the few dates I've been on in the last few years, this was usually where things went downhill. Either I politely said no, which made my date mad, or I said yes and had a boring sexual encounter, which was followed by a few weeks of nagging and then nasty phone messages when I said no to more of the same.This time, though... This time, I
I thought Olivia was only half right when she said "the middle of nowhere" I was in a small, quiet, mountainous part of New England. It wasn't a big city, but it was on the map, and it had a hotel for long stays. That meant that something was going on or had been going on not too long ago.The hotel didn't look like much, but at first glance, it seemed like it was run by someone who knew what they were doing. Everything was clean, the person working at the front desk was friendly and helpful, and the room was nice enough for the price.After putting my things on the table in my room, I grabbed my camera, phone, and keys and got back on the road right away. I had rented a burnt-orange Land Rover Discovery Sport and driven it on purpose through some mud before I got so far north that everything was still half-frozen. It would fit with my usual cover story as a freelance photographer because it was tough enough to handle any terrain and dirty enough to look real.Based on the information
WynetteAfter I hung up the phone, I gave my forehead a light massage with one hand. The overnight clerk at my front desk wasn't going to be coming in. That shouldn't have come as much of a shock. He lived quite a distance out from the town center, on a side road that was not on anyone's list of top priorities to clear. It was necessary for him to call in frequently if there were nor'easters like the one that is currently bearing down on us. Because Mary, who worked the day shift, was such a fan of overtime, we never had any issues with this. However, Murphy's Law seemed to be operating at full strength this week. Mary was sick with the flu, and Louis, who worked a rotating schedule, had family visiting from out of town and was unable to work any extra shifts.It wasn't a problem for me to make up the difference, but at that moment we were very close to having the house completely packed. The building of the resort that the pack was going to build had begun, but because there were not