*Grayson*"It's Keera," Ryan mouthed.We'd been having a discussion when her knock had sounded on the door. Whatever had brought her had to be important. She'd been avoiding me since our kiss at the lake. "Let her in," I said quietly. Ryan stepped aside, pulling the door with him so she could walk in. Her eyes met mine, steady and unflinching as she took further steps into the room. She was wearing black jeans and black boots together with a white turtleneck."We need to talk," She said firmly, folding her arms. Ryan wiggled his eyebrow from behind her and she must have felt it because she turned and shot him a dry look. He raised his hands apologetically, giving her a small salute before exiting the room. I watched her draw in a all breath before meeting my eyes and walking even closer. I gestured for her to take a seat but she shook her head, refusing. "It's been days now since you said you were going to get back to me about the cameras and I haven't heard a single word from you abo
*Keera*The rest of the ride was silent after that, save for a few one word responses to questions here and there. I couldn't seem to stop my mind from racing at the implication of what Grayson had done. He'd kissed me. And propositioned me. Then he kissed me again. Even now as I subtly ran a finger across my bottom lip, I wondered if he hadn't lost his mind. Getting involved with a human was extremely fatal, moreso when caught. Yes, we were attracted to each other but that wasn't enough to throw everything he'd been taught about his pack down the drain.Was it?And how about me? I wasn't sure whether or not I should even consider taking him up on his offer. For one thing, the team and I were treating this whole thing like the case it was and that meant Grayson was our client. It would be extremely shocking if I went against my character and got involved with a client, not to mention very unprofessional, irrespective of how hot said client looked. I pushed all that to the back of my m
*Grayson*If I wasn't already used to silence when it came to Keera, the entire lunch would have been a lot more awkward than it already was. We are slowly, trying to relieve the tension with talks about what running the pack was like. She definitely hadn't wanted to talk about herself that was for sure. As we went through the cycle of questioning and answering I couldn't help wondering what I'd been thinking. I'd practically asked for her to have a casual sex relationship with me.Keera, of all people.Keera, who I'm almost one hundred percent certain of, barely liked me. Keera, who once upon a time might have been closer to my sister than her own wolf. Keera, who I'd had an ugly argument with in the past. Not to mention Keera, a human. It didn't matter that she was my mate. Getting involved with her was wrong in every way. The fact that she'd been the one to point it out was a clear indication that I was more affected by our attraction than she was.And I hated it.Our forks clanked
*Keera*Fury didn't even begin to describe how I felt leaving Trevor's office. It had been my idea to get the cameras installed in the pack and yet they were going to get them without me. There was no way Trevor hadn't known it was going to piss me off. It felt like all those years ago when he'd only just hired me and had refused to assign cases to me. My question was why? Why had he done it?Did he need to talk to Grayson privately? I got to my apartment in less than no time, taking a shower for the second time that morning. I stopped by the lab to see if I could be of help to anyone before heading back and busying myself with work on my laptop. My lunch date with Gabe wasn't until three more hours or so.Contrary to whatever Grayson might have thought, I'd agree to lunch with Gave because I had something important to talk to him about. I wanted to find out about the guy in his security team. The one I caught Elena in the bushes with. Humans were entirely forbidden from getting invo
*Grayson*KEERA.WAS.KISSING.ME.If this was a dream I didn't want to wake up. I was so taken aback by her bold move, I was having a hard time doing anything other than just standing there. She realized I wasn't kissing her back and pulled away. Thinking she was going to head back to her room, I tried to stop her but my words died in my throat when she just pushed past me and stepped into the room, shutting the door behind her.And driving the deadbolt. In a blink she was kissing me again. I held her waist, the feel of her dress instantly reminding me of where she'd been for the most part of the day and who she'd been with. Gently, I pulled her away, noting the look of confusion brimming in her eyes. "I'm not going to do this with you when you came back from a date with someone else only seconds ago." I informed her, meeting her eyes. She shook her head, her hair flying around her face. "It wasn't a date," She informed bluntly, taking a step until our chests were meeting and she
*Keera*I had to leave. Seeing him standing there completely naked with a towel in his hands had been too much and there was only so much I could take. I couldn't let him try to clean me up. It was too intimate, something people in relationships did. The problem? Grayson and I were not in a relationship. I was still a little breathless as I stepped into my room, trying not to wince with how sore I was. I secured my room door, slumping against it. My entire body relaxed. I was alone now. And I could finally gather my thoughts.I took further steps until I was face to face with the dressing mirror. The woman in the mirror looked utterly and thoroughly fucked. There was no other way to put it. My hair was a disheveled mess, the light makeup I applied before heading out had smeared and my dress was crumpled. I touched my fingers to my lips noting how swollen they were from Grayson's onslaught of kisses. He liked kissing me.A lot.A shiver swept through me as images of Grayson moving ab
*Grayson*Someone had to be fucking shitting me. Even without looking in Keera's direction I could already feel the unease rolling off her in tumultuous waves. I stared at the ferocious animal on the car's windshield, trying to swerve the car wildly to get rid of it. I caught Keera staring fixedly at the wolf. "Any idea who they might be?" Keera asked, her voice a bit shaky as another wolf began pounding its paws on her side of the car. I had an idea alright. But it wasn't something I could say out loud until I confirmed it.Even if I knew I was going to be right. "No," I managed, letting out a grunt of frustration when I realized we weren't going to lose them so easily. I parked the car, wincing as the pounding of their paws became louder. "Stay in the car," I ordered Keera, taking my seatbelt off and alighting the car. In a second all three of them were on me, their razor-sharp claws digging into my skin. I was able to shake them off for a few seconds, especially with my wolf bein
*Keera*I've often heard people say on several occasions that the truth was bitter, but I've never once actually had a first hand experience to prove that the adage was indeed true. At least I've never had the experience up until now. For as long as I could remember I've always regarded myself as someone who wasn't scared of anything. There was almost no task I couldn't take on. No one I couldn't face. Nothing I couldn't do. Or at least that was what I thought.I stared blankly at my supervisor, wishing with every fiber of my being that I hadn't actually heard him right. My heart seemed to crash against my ribcage and my palms were a little sweatier than usual. I swallowed forcefully, realizing that this had to be the closest I'd come to knowing what fear felt like. I couldn't recount any instance where I'd ever been genuinely afraid. Not even the day I'd found out that werewolves existed and I had been living with them my whole life.I remember being surprised, even in a bit of shock