Shane called into the dining room. Utter silence. He better not be in there fucking it up, Shane thought. He cleared the garlic from the knife he was using to chop it, wiped his hands on the towel over his shoulder, and backed up to peek through the door. Elliott stood there, right next to the ta...
It meant, this argument is over. “We’re keeping her until the tests are back on the blood on her knife,” he said to Dane. Dane ground his teeth together, fighting the urge to shift and rampage through the police station. “It’s a kitchen knife,” said Dane. “She probably cut a steak in half.” Ramir...
Then she prodded them gently with a long skewer. Austin looked over her shoulder. “That’s not what cupcakes are supposed to look like,” he said, taking the skewer and poking the cupcakes. “They’re supposed to rise and get puffy.” “I know what cupcakes are supposed to look like,” Scarlet snapped. ...
“Ready?” asked Houston, his skin puckering slightly in the cool air. “3614 Sandstone,” said Jack. “Let’s go.” They shifted, the ground rushing up. Jack stood there for a moment, sniffing the wind and listening, taking in all the information that he understood best as a wolf. A couple dogs in the ...