Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia

Chapter 219

Chapter 219: Grace: Crash and Restart

After checking my phone, where a new mission has not appeared despite Caeriel saying it did, I glance up...

And he’s gone.

What the hell.

My eyebrows twitch with irritation, but mostly I’m just grateful the creepy reaper vanished. One second he’s all looming condescension, the next—poof. Supernatural beings must get off on dramatic exits.

My phone buzzes in my hand, the screen lighting up with a notification. Well, would you look at that. The mission he promised has finally materialized.

But the contents are... strange.

[ASSIGNED MISSION: 20-L.fnd-dgID.0039]

So helpful.

I didn’t think I’d miss Caeriel, but now I do. Maybe he’d explain what the fuck this means. It looks like some sort of error in the code instead of a proper mission.

Staring at it isn’t going to help me decode it any faster, though, so I shove my phone in my pocket, resolving to wait for ten minutes to see if some sort of update gets pushed through the app.

I scan the laundromat absently, going still when I see Sadie once again sniffing in the corner and the cat sleeping on the same washer it was before.

What the hell, what the hell, what the hell. Caeriel said they were gone giving reports, but now they’re back in the exact same positions they were the last time I looked at them?

Creep Meter has maxed, Grace Harper.exe needs to restart, this is getting too fucking weird.

(Fine. It was funnier in my head.)


Neither seems particularly disturbed by the fact Caeriel was just here.

Let’s rip the mask off these fake pets and start over.

I march across the worn linoleum floor toward Sadie, arms crossed over my chest. The golden retriever continues her intense investigation of whatever fascinating smell she’s found.

"I know you can understand me," I announce, keeping my voice flat so it doesn’t betray my annoyance. "What the hell are you?"

The golden retriever’s head whips around at the sound of my voice. She abandons her sniffing expedition immediately, her entire demeanor transforming into quintessential dog joy. Her tail wags so hard her butt swings with it. Big brown eyes lock onto mine with what appears to be pure, innocent adoration.

Convincing as hell, but we all know better now, don’t we?

I narrow my eyes, not buying the act for a second. "I know you aren’t a dog. Spill."

body wiggles with enthusiastic tail-wagging before launching at me, her front

wiping dog slobber from my cheek. "Gross." Even worse knowing she isn’t really a

continues its metronome-like sweep.

is, she’s holding onto

seem out to hurt

I wipe my hands on my jeans. "But


dog tilts her head, one ear flopping over in what has to be a calculated move of cuteness. I’m not falling for

again, examining the new mission notification, but it’s as glitched out as it was a few minutes

five minutes before I’ll try wracking

Meanwhile...

spill her secrets, but there’s

it by its scruff. It’s too heavy to dangle in the air, so I just

then blinks big

barks from behind me, and I can

you disappeared to send in a report.

the cat a little and trying not to feel like an animal abuser does

in my grip, purring as

Hah.

of you bring trouble to


Grace Harper,

piles into the laundromat behind him, saying, "Grace, it looks like the king sent one of his

frown at Andrew, who squares his shoulders and stares back. They both block the door rudely,

look at the old man suspiciously; he’s one of the Lycans who came to the camper with Caine, too. He didn’t seem as friendly as Raymond—no.

Super Nanny, and I stiffen a little as he looks me over, like he’s judging me in his head. Then he barks, "I

emoticon in real life, I’d definitely have question marks above

stare at him blankly

while I have about ninety-seven percent faith Andrew will try to

pretty sure my best bet is to not get on this guy’s nerves. So I give a slightly confused smile

decision to become Caeriel’s bootlicker to survive; may as well do the same with the weird

her," Andrew

"I have eyes,

keep me safe and yet they’re at odds. We


I appreciate it. I’m sorry, had I known, I would

into the car of some weirdo who stared at me with such disdain

which just makes everything really awkward. So I set it down, watching as it immediately stretches and resumes

Just you wait.

we’re alone, the

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