LOGINRuby's POV The night air hit me the moment I stepped outside and I stood on the pavement for just a second and breathed it in. Talking to Gerald had made me lose my brain cells.I took in a sharp breath. Fresh and clean air carrying the faint smell of the food cart that parked on the corner outside Venom's Bar every Thursday evening flooded my nostrils. My shoulders slumped. The street was doing its usual night things. I spotted a couple walking slowly on the opposite pavement, a taxi idling at the junction, music drifting from somewhere further down the block that was too far away to identify but close enough to feel.I started walking, my bag's strap firmly placed on my shoulders. I didnt work toward the bus stop. Actually, I wasn't walking toward anywhere in particular. Just walking, the way I used to do in the early Silverlake years when the pack house got too loud inside my own head and the only thing that helped was putting one foot in front of the other until the noise settle
Ruby's POV Venom's Bar was not what I expected. Honestly? I didn't even know I expected exactly. But this was warm. A low lit bar with leather booths along the far wall and a long mahogany bar that caught the light in a way that made everything look expensive. Jazz played somewhere underneath the conversation of everyone present. I couldn't locate where the sound came from. It sounded in every direction. I spotted Mrs. Carter immediately at the corner booth. She was already seated with a glass of water in front of her and her reading glasses pushed up onto her head, scanning something on her phone with the focused expression etched on her face. Beside her was a man I hadn't seen before. I straightened my bag on my shoulder and walked over. Mrs. Carter looked up the moment I reached the table. "Ruby. Right on time." She stood briefly, formal without being stiff and gestured to the man beside her. "This is Mr. Gerald Holt. He's been looking for a consultant with your specific s
Ethan's POVShe didn't hear me come in because the music was low…something slow and melodic that I didn't recognize, filling the room with the kind of sound that had no sharp edges to it. The lights were dimmed down to almost nothing, just the warm amber glow of the two lamps on either side of the bed casting the room in a softness that was a long way different from the cold fluorescent strip lighting of the elder hall I had spent the last three hours sitting in.Vivian was in the center of the room with her back to the door and a glass of red wine held loosely in one hand, moving to the music in the unhurried, unselfconscious way of someone who believed they were completely alone she was her shoulders, rolling gently with the beat, her free hand lifting slightly at her side, her hair loose down her back in dark waves that shifted with every movement.I stood in the doorway and watched her for a moment. She looked beautiful. Watching her dance felt strange because it was something I h
Ruby's POVThe spreadsheet was giving me a headache.l. I had been working on it since seven in the morning, cross referencing two property valuations that Mrs. Carter had sent over the previous evening with a note attached that said simply: *Client is motivated. Get me numbers by Thursday.* It was currently Tuesday. I had the numbers. I just wanted them to be better before I sent them.I pushed my chair back slightly from the desk and pressed my fingers against my eyes for a moment.The duplex was quiet around me. It was always this way every morning. The morning light was coming through the sitting room window at the angle it only reached between ten and eleven, laying a long warm stripe across the floo. The cat from next door had discovered it last week and now appeared in my garden specifically to chase it. Specifically because of the cat, I had also started leaving the sitting room curtain open an extra inch just to help it find the stripe faster.I dropped my hands from my eyes a
Ethan's POVThe elder hall smelled the same as it always had. I had sat in this room as a boy watching my grandfather preside over council sessions with the quiet, absolute command of a man who had never once questioned his own right to be at the head of that table.He was at the head of it now. Still the head and always the head until he passes away.The five elders were arranged on either side of him. They watched me walk in with the careful, measuring expressions of people who had already discussed everything they were about to say and had agreed on the order in which they were going to say it. I recognized all of them. I had known most of them since childhood. I took my place at the opposite end of the table and did not sit down.My grandfather looked at me for a long moment before he spoke. He was eighty one years old but looked sixty. His hair was white and his hands were still which I found quite odd for aman his age."What exactly," he said, "are these rumors spreading throu
Ethan's POVThe first thing Cole Mercer did when my warriors walked in was look at the ceiling.Brett grabbed him off the cot by the front of his shirt and put him against the wall in one motion. Cole didn't resist. Didn't brace or twist or fight it. He just went where he was put and stood there with his hands loose at his sides and his pale eyes moving from Brett's face to Calloway's face to Marcus in the doorway with the slow, unhurried patience of a man who had already done this math and didn't find the numbers frightening."Simple arrangement," Marcus said, stepping inside. "You give us a name. You tell us what the contract covered and what the new terms involved. You do that and this room gets a lot more comfortable very quickly."Cole looked at him.Then he looked back at the ceiling.Brett gnashed his teeth and hit him.Cole's head snapped hard to the left. He stayed against the wall. Cole didnt reach to touch his face. He didn't make a sound. He just turned his head back to ce
Ruby’s POVThe leather seat of the taxi was cold against my bare legs, and every bump in the road sent a sharp, agonizing jolt straight through my lower abdomen. I stared out the window, watching the streetlights blur into long streaks of yellow and white. I didn't care where the driver was taking
Ruby’s POVI didn't think. I just pushed the door open, the heavy wood swinging back until it hit the wall with a sharp thud.The sound cut through the room, and both of them froze. Ethan turned his head first, his dark eyes narrowing slightly when they landed on me. He didn't let go of Vivian righ
Ruby’s POVA gasp tore out of my throat, and my hands flew to my mouth as the tears started flowing all over again. But this time, they weren't tears of grief. They were tears of shock.Emily let out a loud squeal next to me, her fingers squeezing mine so hard she was practically cutting off my cir
Ruby’s POVI looked at the ceiling, staring at a water stain that shaped itself like a broken heart. It was funny, really. Or maybe it was just pathetic. My hands were resting on my stomach, pressing down hard as if I could somehow force the emptiness inside.The doctor had just left. His words we







