Third Person
The call came just after sunset, as the last rays of light filtered through the etched glass windows of the sitting room. Hannah Blackwood didn’t bother to greet the voice on the other end. She simply said, “It’s time.”
Her fingers traced the rim of her crystal glass as the reporter—someone she had known since her sorority days—responded with a pleased hum. “You’re sure this will stick?”
“Oh, it will spread like wildfire,” Hannah said smoothly. “People have always wondered how a dormant, discarded daughter like Emily ended up in Titanfang’s arms. All I’ve done is… offer a reason that explains it.”
“Anonymous sources,” the reporter confirmed. “From within her former Pack?”
“Within and close to the Titanfang estate,” Hannah said, smiling faintly as she swirled her drink. “I
