*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
*Grayson*I stared at Ginny, hating the disturbed look on her face. My sister was almost never happy these days. It was true there was practically nothing to be happy about, but I hated that she was letting it get to her this much. Especially since there was nothing I could do about it. I ran my hand down the length of my face, releasing an exasperated sigh. If there was anything I absolutely hated then it had to be this constant almost permanent state of helplessness. My entire pack was in danger but there was nothing I could do about it.We've lost about twenty werewolves and five pups in the past three weeks. No one seemed to know what had happened to them. Their dead bodies were simply just stumbled upon. At first we hadn't taken the deaths seriously. It was true that werewolves were immortal but it wasn't unheard of that a werewolf died. There were so many things that could cause a werewolf to lose their life. Natural causes, for one. That had to be the most common cause of death
*Keera*I'd agreed to it.It was a shame really. I'd had such an iron clad resolve to not let myself be talked into helping those beasts but in the end sheer curiosity and sympathy had won against my initial determination. Trevor had set up a simple team of five. Two forensic scientists , Lexi and me, one retired firearms and weapons expert, one profiler and one bioengineer. I was a bit surprised he was willing to go to these extents just to help them out.There was something he wasn't saying.I walked into the conference room and took a calculative seat at the right side of the table. We were all having a meeting with the Alpha of the pack, and I wanted to be in a place where I would feel the most comfortable. I had spent barely ten minutes in his presence a few years ago but it had been more than enough for me to form a strong opinion about him.A strong hateful opinion.I looked up at the door when it burst open. Trevor walked in, his strides long and confident. He frowned at the e
*Grayson*I felt all the air leave my lungs the second I locked gazes with those familiar light brown eyes. I blinked once, trying to make sense of what exactly was happening. I'd been standing at the entrance of the building when my wolf had gone mad shit crazy of a scent. Over my mate's scent. I hadn't been able to believe it at first. I had already lived a good number of years searching for my mate and she had seemed nowhere to be found. What was the probability that the first visit I made back to human territory would bring me to her? But then like any other werewolf I'd been hopeless not to follow the scent of the one the goddess had made for me. But it had led me to her. Keera. I cleared my throat, moving my gaze away from her cold and calculating one. I had to get it together in front of these humans. I walked to where Trevor was seated and shook hands with him before taking a seat beside him, making me find myself seated directly opposite to Keera. As Trevor made the introdu
*Keera*I avoided Lexi's eyes as I packed up the things I was going to need while working my ass off to help those people. Lexi and I had bonded after working together on a couple of assignments and it seemed our bond was about to become even tighter seeing as we were about to work on yet another assignment together. We'd gone out for drinks to celebrate the success of our mission a few months back and to explain my disdain for werewolves I'd given her a summarized version of my relationship with Ginny as well as a bunch of other things that had happened in my life.Because of those people.She knew enough to know that I wasn't happy about being sent there Especially with the fact that Ginny and I had never resolved our falling out and I completely despised her cold and arrogant twin brother. Even after six years I was finding it extremely hard to get over the fact that our entire friendship had been built on such a huge lie. She had watched me get bullied by her kind on several occas