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I interrupt her before she can finish, knowing exactly what she’s going to say. “I know Grayson, I know Scar’s been through hell and back these last few months. I know she must have a particularly good reason as to why she didn’t confide in me, as to why she didn’t tell me the truth. And of course I will forgive her, she’s my sister, the only ally I have left. But it’s going to take some time, I have bigger fish to fry,” I say jokingly, trying to break the uncomfortable and solemn mood. It’s what I do when I’m nervous, or sad, or feeling anything I can’t explain or want others to see. I use humor as a shield, as a coat of armor no one can break through.

“When do you grow up?” she asks, tears pooling in her hazel eyes as she looks at me adoringly.

“Maybe when I went around acting like an adult and making babies,” I say with a nervous chuckle. Fuck there I go again deflecting with humor.

“I’m serious Jade, you have matured in a way that you hadn’t before. The old Jade wouldn’t be so understanding as to other points of view. Her temperament and impulsiveness would have gotten the best of her.”

“Oh come on Grayson, the old Jade would have lost her temper when she found out she was lied to and betrayed and would have impulsively run away before getting the full story. Oh wait, I didall of that. I’m no different than I was two weeks ago.” Well other than one major little dilemma.

“Enough with the sass,” she says scolding me, “I’m serious Jade, you’re coming back to hear the whole story, to hear from others who’ve hurt you. You are maturing whether you see it or not.”

“Well maybe motherhood is changing me,” I say, rolling my eyes like a brat. I get what she’s saying but I can’t help with the sass.

“You say it as a joke but it has. Yes you freaked out as any sane seventeen-year-old would, but you’re accepting responsibility for your actions and even if you're not consciously doing it, you’re making decisions based on what’s best for the baby you are carrying inside of you.”

I throw my arms over Grayson, snuggling my face in her neck trying my hardest to push back the tears, asking me for their release. “I love you,” I say, and I fucking mean it. Alice and Sarah Grayson came into my life at a time I needed them the most. I was bitter and angry at the world that rid me of my mother and left me all alone to fend for myself throwing perilous monsters at me from every direction. I saw no escape, but they showed me I had so much more to give, that I could become the person I’ve always wanted to be. A woman my mother would be proud of. If only I hadn’t been so reckless.

“I love you too my dear,” she says, rubbing my back tracing gentle circles across it. I need to step away before I convince myself I can’t do this and run back with her to the house and hide away forever.

At my release I step out of the vehicle, my overnight bag slung over my shoulder, as I face forward toward the entrance of the estate. I place my hand over my stomach, for the first time acknowledging there is something, someone growing in there. “Grayson’s right,” I mutter to myself, or more to the tiny seed in my stomach, “No matter what happens, no matter what fate has instore for us I will protect you.” I slowly trace my fingers along my navel, gently caressing the skin around it, “It’s just you and me against the world, Little Monster. I promise you that.”

Chapter

Fourteen

BASS

Deep down I didn’t think she'd actually show up. I mean sure I hoped she would, I nearly fucking prayed to whoever it is that listens to those, that’s she’d show, but I sure as hell didn’t expect her to. Jade is above all prideful and although that may at times mean she becomes irritatingly stubborn and dangerously impulsive, today it means she’s come to her fucking senses and realized this, with me, is exactly where she needs to be. At least I hope that’s why she’s here, but the way her clear green eyes glare in my direction, like they’re somehow expecting me to magically combust and burst into flames, I think that’s anything but the reason. The way she watches me like a feral creature on the hunt about to go in for the kill sends a shiver of desire through me. As her eyes glide over my body, lingering where I know she sees my now hardened cock imprinted through my jeans, I know what she craves.

But it’s not until her eyes look behind me, her body visibly stiffening, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her eyes darkeningas her brows crease between her forehead, that I know what she really sees.

“Ugh who invited the rabid wolf?” Kinsley sneers behind me, making me nearly turn and strangle the whiney bitch with my bare hands.

Instead of doing just that, which I’m sure would cause me a hell of a lot more trouble than the two seconds of fun it would take to snap her neck is worth it, I stalk toward my Little Wolf. With every step I take in her direction my pulse quickens, my cock throbs from its confinement in my jeans, and my hands itch to feel her in them.

“About time you showed up,” I all but growl at her, but the raising of her brow tells me it was the wrong thing to say. Her eyes glower at me, a playful smirk teasing those luscious, plump lips as her body shifts under my gaze, a fuck you seen clearly in her stare.

“That’s no way to speak to the girl you’re no longer fucking now is it?” she scoffs, as she flicks her hair, which is down from its usual style and instead in soft beach waves around her shoulders, back. “At least not if you're hoping to pick up where you left off,” she adds coyly. But the look in her eyes tells a different story. She’s pissed and she’s just playing this stupid game of cat and mouse she loves, or in this case prey and predator, to distract me from the real issue at hand. One I’m almost sure of and one I know she’s currently evading.

I laugh as I bring one hand around her waist pulling her into me, the silky skin exposed above her low-rise leather pants and below her cropped shirt almost identical to the shade of her eyes, feels heavenly in my palm. I can hear her breathing falter as she looks up at me with wide eyes begging to find out what happens next. But I take my time, I savor every exhilarating moment as my free hand glides up her arm, dipping into the soft skin of her protruding collar bone and wraps softly around her neck, here in front of a crowd of my classmates, family, and friends.

I bring my lips to ear, using my chin to push the hair sitting onher shoulder back before taking her earlobe in between my teeth. I feel her writhing in my arms, her thigh which sits comfortably between mine, shifts pushing against my dick. “You better make sure to never run away from me again, because if you run Little Wolf,” my voice deep and hoarse as my grip on her neck tightens, causing a soft whimper to escape her lips. I grin against her cheek as I slowly run my tongue across it, from chin to ear biting down once again, “You can be sure as fuck I will catch you. And when I do, you better fucking pray to God or whatever other bastard you believe in, that I be struck by lightning or dragged away to fucking Hell. Because when I’m a starved fucking beast I show no goddamn mercy, especially to a wild, and feral little wolf like you that makes me fucking deranged.”

I walk away, without another word leaving her with her mouth hung open and what I’m sure is a slick wetness dripping from her cunt. It’s taking everything in me to leave her there, confused and wanting, but if I know anything about Jade, it's that she’ll fall for the trap I’ve set out for her. She thinks she can walk away from me, she’s so fucking out of her mind. There’s only one way this ends, her with me and me in her.

Chapter

Fifteen

JADE

I’m going to fucking kill him for that stunt he’s just pulled. Actually I better add it to the long list of reasons I have to slit his fucking throat.

Sebastian Silver is a fucking arrogant, heartless bastard. Gorgeous but fucking infuriating.

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