TRIGGER WARNINGS This story contains elements that may be sensitive to some readers. This includes gore, graphic sexual tension, murder, language, angst, death, and a steamy romance you may have to take a cold shower after reading. Nothing in this story is based on reality and has been created for
Grey's POV It wasn't supposed to happen tonight, and if the last thirty-two years were anything to go off of, it was never supposed to happen at all. Despite avoiding my own kind, she found me in the form of a five-foot-four human plagued in insecurity, naivety, and infuriating passion. The same ki
Elodie's POV My head had only ever felt like this once before; my twenty-first birthday. And even now, it was personified. Lifting my fingers in a survey of a source that was beyond that of alcohol intolerance, I found nothing to contribute to the pounding. Instead, my frustrated fingers fell to my
Grey's POV "Are you gonna try to lie to me about remembering this too?" I watched her reach to assess her wound and intercepted her hands before they could submit the arrowhead deeper into her shoulder. While drawing her touch elsewhere, I could feel the heat from her fear intertwined with her conf
Elodie's POV "Where are you going?" I questioned, turning down the radio he'd amped in the hopes of drowning out the uncomfortable silence. "Work...As you demanded." "I can't show up wearing your clothes!" He looked out of the corner of his eye for a mere second before reclaiming his focus on th
Grey's POV I tried to focus on the day ahead and yet all I could think about was the fact she was wearing those kneehighs within my reach. It made me clench my teeth with knuckles to match as we finally drove to work. But of all the times I've crossed over that threshold with my mind focused on tas
"How about you give me your number and I can show you around sometime? You might need it to survive him. I'm a hell of a way to blow off some steam...day or night." He collected her phone before she had the chance to consent, talking away on her screen. "Sure." She spoke politely as I nearly snappe
"Lydia is leaving because she thinks I don't know she spends most of the company time shopping online, losing us money and clients. Anything she's told you is to save her own ass." I took a step even closer. "I do not fraternize with anyone I work with. Never have." I couldn't speak the second part