All Chapters of His Forbidden Human Mate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

*Keera*"I'm glad I'm not the only one," Lexi said, settling back into her seat. We were in the conference room having a meeting and wondering what the killer was up to. It had been a while since they had last struck, and I was beginning to fear that they had something up their sleeve. Serial killers didn't normally drift away from their Target. They loved the high they got from a careful and successful killing routine way too much. I tapped my pen on the desk, moving my eyes around the surveillance monitor.Grayson's council members were absent, so the discussion was a lot freer than it would have been. "They have to be up to no good." Kathleen chipped in with a shake of her head, raising the plastic cup in front of her to her lips. I caught Josie's eyes then. She was the only one who hadn't spoke throughout the meeting. I could tell she knew I had something important to say. I just wasn't sure how to bring it up or how they would take it.But I couldn't keep it with me any longer.I

*Keera*I stood at the forefront of the conference table rather confidently. My team and I were having a joint meeting with the pack council and I could feel the weight of everyone's stares settling on my shoulders. The long, polished table separating us seemed to symbolize the divide between humans and werewolves, a constant reminder of the fragile balance we've been striving to maintain. I meet the eyes of each person by my left. From Ralph's unreadable expression to the curiosity on Ginny's face to Ria's barely concealed irritation, I knew they were slowly getting tired of all the meetings that didn't seem to provide any answers. I knew I had to tread carefully. I had anticipated this meeting and rehearsed my response, but I still couldn't shake off the feeling of unease."Well?" Nyx urged softly, realizing I was lost in thought. I sent her a grateful smile. Nyx and I had bonded over the past few days because of Ellie. Ryan and Elena leaned forward, their faces etched with curiosi

*Keera*I laid in bed, surrounded by the gray and white walls of my temporary bedroom and feeling much like a fragile doll. Elena moved her hands gently over my bruised body, checking for injuries she might not have detected yesterday. I hadn't really been able to speak to anyone yesterday since I'd been in and out of consciousness. Elena had told me that she'd asked them to check back today, so I was expecting a few visits. She rounded up her inspection, her touch soothing and making me relax against my will.I was still determined to hold on to my dislike for these people but they were making it more and more difficult with each passing day and with each act of kindness. Elena released a relieved sigh and I took that to mean I was responding well to treatment. I turned my attention to her when she moved away from the bed. "Feeling better?" She asked, meeting my eyes. The smile on her face was soothing and her brown eyes showed a bit of concern."A little," I replied, with a nod of m

*Keera*Two days had passed since Grayson's last visit. I honestly wished I could say it didn't matter, but there was no use. It mattered a whole damn lot. I couldn't seem to shake off the feeling of abandonment. Why hadn't he come back to check on me? Has everyone's suspicions gotten the best of him? Questions swirled around in my mind, leaving me dizzy and uncertain. I tried to focus on getting better, but my thoughts kept drifting back to Grayson. I understood if he no longer wanted to carry on our relationship, but he could at least let me know.Pushing all thoughts of him aside, I stepped down from the large bed and prepared for a shower. I set the tap running, organizing all my bathing products in a small tray. Soon enough, the bathroom became steamy, the scent of my lavender soap filling the air. I peeled my clothes away from my body, folding it neatly and setting it aside. I stepped into the shower, impatient to feel the warm water against my skin.Water cascaded down my body

*Keera*I sat on my bed, staring out the window. The sun casted a warm orange glow over the pack's grounds, the silence of the pack, a stark contrast to the emotions raging inside me. My mind drifted to the events of the past few days. I was a bit grateful the killer hadn't struck for quite a while. It gave me some time while I healed. Being sort of bedridden had left with more than enough time to process my thoughts and I couldn't help but remember Grayson's admission about Ria's confession and Ginny's words to think about it, and I have. Thought about it, that is. Ginny was right. I was being incredibly selfish being involved with Grayson. We had both agreed to scratch our itch for as long as I would be in the pack, but he was the one with so much to lose. My team members and Trevor might be disappointed at my lack of professionalism but that was about it. There was nothing more they could do about it. Trevor might reprimand but I knew that was as far as would go, and not just bec