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."

with enthusiastic tail-wagging before launching at me, her front paws landing on my shoulders

I shove her off, wiping dog slobber from my cheek.

its metronome-like sweep. If dogs

she is, she’s holding onto her

doesn’t seem out to

Play dumb." I wipe my hands on my jeans.


flopping over in what has to be a calculated move of cuteness.

examining the new mission notification, but it’s as glitched

then. Another five minutes before I’ll try wracking my

Meanwhile...

spill her secrets,

grab it by its scruff. It’s too heavy to dangle in the air, so I just lift its front half off the washer to ask harshly, "Whatever you are,

needle-like white teeth, then blinks big blue eyes at me like

and I can feel her butt-wagging

disappeared to send in a

and trying not to feel like an animal

there in my grip, purring as it continues to stare at me with

Hah.

warning you, if either of you bring trouble to me or the


Harper,

into the laundromat behind him,

Lycan turns to frown at Andrew, who squares his shoulders and stares back. They both block the

Lycans who came to the camper with Caine, too. He didn’t seem as friendly

stiffen a little as he looks me over, like he’s judging me in his head. Then he barks, "I was trying to

I’d definitely have question marks above my head. Alas,

just stare at him

quite have the bravery levels required to say it out loud. The man’s intimidating, with his weathered, scarred face. And, while I have about ninety-seven percent faith Andrew will try to protect me if he comes after me

sure my best bet is to not get on this

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

already found her," Andrew points

snorts. "I

Both men are here to keep me safe and yet they’re at odds. We should be united


it. I’m sorry, had I known, I would

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

its scruff, which just makes everything really awkward. So I set it down, watching as it

Just you wait.

we’re alone, the interrogation begins

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