Easton
“Today?”
Arianna’s voice didn’t crack.
That was the first thing I noticed.
The second was that her hand went cold in mine.
Helena stood beside the conference table staring at the wooden challenge token like it had just grown teeth. Braxton looked ready to throw Vance out of the building, Louie looked confused enough to regret every life decision that had led him into shapeshifter politics, and I was trying very hard not to solve the entire problem by finding Arianna’s father and hitting him until he stopped making rules.
Apparently that wasn’t considered diplomacy.
“Can he do that?” I asked.
Helena nodded slowly.
“Under old succession law, yes.”
“Convenient.”
“It’s meant for emergencies.”
Arianna laughed once.
“Of course it is.”
She picked up the wooden box and turned
