#Chapter 30- His Grip

Cora I laughed as I adjusted Riley’s hat for the hundredth time. “Can we ride the bumper cars again?” he whined. "You’ve already been on them three times! Maybe in a little bit," I bargained, tugging the brim low over his forehead. "We have to meet up with the group, remember?" The parent-child retreat had been Kingston’s idea. It was a public relations move disguised as a workplace bonding event. Of course, the venue he picked was no ordinary amusement park. It was a sprawling, private wonderland that had been completely reserved for the day, filled with shimmering rides, gourmet food stands, and smiling attendants who made everything seem effortless. But not even the glossy perfection of the park could cover up the way every eye tracked me and Riley as we moved through the crowds. A human and her half-human son. Not exactly a subtle presence among the proud full-blooded wolves and their heirs. The pressure of it settled heavily on my chest. Which was why, w