Page 27 of Beauty and the Grendel

“Harlow,” I breathed, my voice cracking with emotion. “You’re safe. I’ve got you.”

She clung to me, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she buried her face against my chest. I held her close as my body shook with the aftermath of the terror we had just endured.

Around us, the deputies secured the trap, their voices a distant hum in the background. They took the beast to a cell made of silver, where it would reside for eternity, perched within the mirror box. But all I could focus on was the woman in my arms, the woman who had risked everything to stand by my side.

“Griiq,” Harlow whispered, her voice muffled against my chest. “We did it. We actually did it.”

I nodded, my throat too tight to speak. We had faced the Camazotz and emerged victorious, but the battle had taken its toll. As I lifted Harlow into my arms, her body limp and exhausted, our journey was far from over.

But for now, in this moment, all that mattered was that we had each other. And together, we could face whatever lay ahead.

I carried Harlow back to the castle, her body nestled against my chest as I navigated the winding path through the mountains. The adrenaline from our confrontation with the Camazotz still coursed through my veins, but a new emotion took hold - a profound sense of relief and gratitude.

As we stepped through the massive wooden doors, Harlow stirred in my arms. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting mine with a gaze that sent a shiver down my spine. I gently set her down on the plush sofa in the grand living room, my hands lingering on her shoulders for a moment longer than necessary.

“Griiq,” she whispered, her voice hoarse from exhaustion. “I don’t even know where to begin.”

I knelt beside her, my heart pounding in my chest as I took her hand in mine. Her skin was soft and warm, a stark contrast to my rough, charcoal-gray exterior.

“You don’t have to say anything,” I murmured, my thumb tracing small circles on the back of her hand. “You’ve been through so much.”

Harlow shook her head, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “No, I need to say this. Griiq, when I first came to this castle, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I never imagined that I would find myself in the middle of a battle against an ancient evil, or that I would...”

She trailed off, her eyes searching mine with an intensity that stole my breath away.

“That you would what?” I prompted gently, my heart racing in anticipation.

Harlow took a deep breath, her fingers tightening around mine. “That I would fall in love with a Grendel.”

The words hung in the air between us, a declaration that seemed to still the very world around us. For a moment, I couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe. My mind reeled with the implications of her words, the depth of emotion that lay behind them.

“Harlow,” I finally managed, my voice rough with emotion. “I never thought I could feel this way about anyone, let alone a human. But you... you’ve changed everything.”

She smiled then, a radiant expression that lit up her entire face. “I know we come from different worlds, Griiq. But what we have, what we’ve been through together... it’s real. And I don’t want to let it go.”

I leaned in closer, my forehead resting against hers. Our breaths mingled in the scant space between us, the air charged with a tension that set my skin ablaze.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I whispered, my hand coming up to cradle her cheek. “I promise you that.”

Harlow’s eyes fluttered closed, her lips parting slightly as she leaned into my touch. “Griiq...”

My name on her lips was a siren’s call, a temptation I could no longer resist. With a gentleness that belied my monstrous appearance, I closed the distance between us, my lips brushing against hers in a feather-light caress.

The kiss was tender at first, a tentative exploration of the uncharted territory between us. But as Harlow’s arms wound around my neck, her fingers tangling in my dark hair, the kiss deepened, becoming a searing, passionate exchange that left us both breathless.

As we broke apart, our chests heaving and our hearts pounding in unison, I knew that this was only the beginning. Whatever challenges lay ahead, whatever obstacles we might face, we would face them together. And in that moment, with Harlow in my arms and the taste of her on my lips, I had never felt more alive.

Chapter 19

Harlow

I yawned and stretched, the luxurious silk sheets sliding off my skin. The bed beside me was empty of Griiq’s warmth. My heart skipped a beat. Where had he gone?

Leaping out of bed, I hurried downstairs, my bare feet tapping on the cool marble. The castle was quiet, too quiet. “Griiq?” I called out, my voice echoing through the grand foyer.

Mason stepped into view. “Good morning, mademoiselle! I trust you slept well?”

“Very well, thank you. Where’s Griiq?”

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