"Leave," I ordered, proud that my voice didn't sound half as shaky as I felt. "Is that what you really want, Keera?" He asked in a whisper. Before I could muster a response, his hand raised mine, slowly bringing my fingers to his nose. The same fingers that had been moving inside of me only minutes ago. My heart thudded. He kept his eyes locked with mine as he inhaled the scent of my release before bringing my fingers to his mouth and dragging his tongue over the fingers, licking them clean. ---- Keera - They shouldn't exist. It was impossible. They were freaks of nature. That had been my initial thoughts about werewolves. And for years I believed I was right to think that because all the werewolves I met did nothing but hurt me. Especially him. I'd been drawn to him from the very first day that I saw him. Before I realized he hated me. I didn't want to admit it but he was the one who reinforced my hatred for werewolves. I didn't need to help them out. But I did. And I watched my life spiral out of control. From crossing every boundary I ever built by getting into a relationship with him to finding out I was his mate. Grayson - I despised her before I even got the chance to meet her in person. Our relationship was forbidden. Werewolves weren't allowed to mate with humans. I didn't think I could ever even be considering the possibility. But that was before her. I found out she was my mate. There was no way I was letting her go then. I didn't mind stepping down as Alpha if it meant I could be with her. Because whether she liked it or not she felt the same about me.
View More*Keera*Our symbol was beautiful; an image of the moon goddess's face, with complex and finely detailed patterns and vines growing out of her hair. I knew enough about werewolves to know it was a sign of the goddess's approval. We stepped out of the glass house, my body still humming from our passionate union. I felt deliciously spent, my knees threatening to give out beneath me. Grayson took my hand in his, his fingers intertwining with mine as we walked up to Ryan and then faced the pack. The symbol on our skin, a dark pigmentation resembling a tattoo, seemed to glow in the moonlight. I felt my face heat up as I met the pack member’s gazes, realizing they had heard my screams of pleasure. Their eyes sparkled with amusement, and I drifted my attention elsewhere, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. We stepped a bit forward and presented ourselves firstly to the council before the pack members gathered around, eager to see the symbol for themselves. Ryan was in control of the crowd
*Grayson *Ginny placed a gentle hand on my arm, her voice soft. "Grayson, she'll be okay. Dahlia knows what she's doing." I continued pacing outside Keera's bedroom door, anxiety threatening to unalive me. Dahlia had been attending to Keera for what felt like an eternity. The turning process was always unpredictable, what if I'd made a terrible mistake? Nyx handed me a bottle of water but I rejected it, not feeling the least bit thirty. Different thoughts warred in my mind. I should have been watching her more closely, but instead I'd been carried away by the pleasure that came with activating the mate bond. Thankfully, Dahlia stepped out of the room then, a warm smile on her face. "She's okay." She announced, talking about Keera. "The turning was successful. I've tested her blood, and the werewolf gene has taken hold." My heart sank with relief, and my entire body instantly relaxed. Nyx released a relieved sigh, holding on to Ginny. Dahlia's eyes lifted to mine. "We'll leave you a
*Keera*His eyes were twin blazes of fury.He angrily shoved my hands away. "What makes you think you can just walk back in here and expect everything to be okay?" His voice was laced with venom, each word dripping with hurt and betrayal. The gaping hole in my head chest turned into a whirlwind that threatened to drown my whole. He'd never been this mad at me. Not even when he'd lashed out and humiliated me at my graduation party. I wiped my face with the back of my palm but the tears wouldn't stop coming.Fear threatened to cripple me.Fear that he was completely and truly done with me. He wanted to know why I came back? "I realized I love you," I confessed, my voice trembling. "I love you more than anything, and I was wrong to leave. I was wrong to give up on us." I held his unyielding gaze, praying to whatever power above for him to take me back. He ran his hand through his hair, taking a step back like my words had hit him like a ton of bricks. His expression softened ever so slig
*Grayson*My room was the messiest it had ever been in years, my bed strewn with travel brochures and maps. After spending hours surfing the internet and jumping from one website to the other, I'd finally picked a new destination for myself. The thought of starting a new life away from all the troubles that came with ruling the pack had seemed like the best decision to take. My brows furrowed when my phone began buzzing on the nightstand.I picked it up to see a text from Ryan, requesting to meet with me in my study. I pushed away from the bed, already knowing what he wanted to talk about. I silently hoped he had finally seen reason with me. I left the map open on my bed, marking the page with a bookmark, and made my way downstairs to the study. Ryan was standing by the window when I got in, his back to me. He turned to face me when he heard the creak of the door."Hey," He greeted lightly. I closed the door and stepped further inside the room. He pinched the bridge of his nose, stari
*Keera*"Grayson, I-I'm. . .""Just say the words for goodness's sake Keera!"I jerked awake, my hand immediately flying to my chest. I'd had the weirdest dream ever. Grayson had been angrily chasing me around the woods and when he'd finally caught up with me, he'd threatened to stake me if I didn't confess the truth about my feelings. My alarm went off just then and I pushed the covers off my body, getting to my feet.I wore my flipflops, walking into the bathroom to prepare for another long day. I could barely explain how I'd been managing to get by these passed few days. I'd lost the enthusiasm to do anything, including prepare my own food. It's been a week since I'd left the pack and I was yet to receive a text from Grayson. Everyday I found more reasons why he should have already reached out.He'd said he was in love with me, hadn't he? I was out of the bathroom in a few minutes and out of the house half an hour later, my bag resting on my shoulder. I walked by the sidewalk, not
*Grayson*A soft breeze danced around the woods, the sound of rustling leaves the only noise I could make out. It had been six days since Keera had left the pack with her team. Six days since I'd forced myself to accept the harsh truth; that she wasn't coming back. Not for me to end our mate bond, and certainly not for me to turn her. I'd spent the first two days of her absence, hanging on to the hope that my phone would ring from a call from her, or beep from a text that she'd sent. I'd wished for the goddess to make her realize the depth of her feelings for me.I'd done everything but accept that this was the end for us.But then two days had turned into four and four had turned into six and I'd had to come to terms with the fact that we were truly and completely over. If she wanted to, she would have been back to the pack by now. The fact that she hadn't returned and she hadn't bothered reaching out spoke volumes. I could only imagine the peace and clarity she'd gotten from spendin
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