Page 36 of The Wolf and His Forbidden Witch
Is this how Damon felt when Sophie had run from him? It felt like Grayson’s insides were made of glass, and someone had come along and smashed them all with a sledgehammer.
“Grayson? Are you okay?”
He blinked at her.
“You’re not saying anything.” She watched him from worried eyes.
You’re my mate and I don’t want to lose you.
He ran his hand over his jawline. “I know you’re right—but I don’t want you to be.”
“I’m sorry. I know this may be difficult with the whole mate aspect. Trust me, it isn’t easy for me either. But there’s a reason you asked me up here, and we must focus on that before we can consider anything else between us. It’s the right thing to do.”
The right thing.That’s exactly what he should be doing—not pining for his mate. He swallowed the desperate yearning, forcing himself to get his head straight. He was beta of a wolf pack, and their safety should come first.
“You’re right, Aurora.” It took all his strength to formulate the next words. “I won’t touch you unless you tell me it’s okay.”
Her expression turned dour. She appeared to be just as unhappy with that statement. “Good.” She pursed her lips. “I came here for a reason. To tell you some good news.”
“Oh?”
Her eyes brightened with hope. “The Sacco pack is ready to discuss the proposal.”
Chapter 10
Grayson
Something didn’t feel right. Although Aurora was excited by the progress, Grayson couldn’t shake the sense that something was off.
It’s just the anxiety caused by your mate denying you,he told himself.
That made sense. Nothing had felt quite the same in his body or mind since Aurora first stepped into his office, and he’d been adjusting to the wild, animalistic urges since he’d first caught her scent.
He walked Aurora to the border, searching for any indications that something was wrong. There was no movement on the snow-covered grounds before them or in the forests beyond. No scents out of the ordinary. The mountain air smelled fresh with the hint of the morning dew still lingering. The sky itself was a bright blue overhead while dark gray clouds hovered in the distance.
So why the unease?
It had to be him and the distress of parting with his mate.
She beamed at him. “Wish me luck.”
Instinct drove him to take her hand. “Don’t go, Aurora.”
She furrowed her brows. “Don’t be silly, Grayson. That’s why I’m here.” She squeezed his hand. “This is a good thing.”
When she released his hand, his fingers lingered, unwilling to let her go.
“I’ll be back as soon as I can.” She glanced at their surroundings and then kissed his cheek.
His skin tingled with heat. His wolf rumbled with pleasure. “I’ll wait here,” he declared.
She tilted her head. “It might be awhile. I can come to your office when I’m done.”
His jaw twitched and lips tightened into a hard line. “I’ll wait here.”
Hearing his words, he knew he sounded crazy. What was he turning into—a possessive, paranoid shifter?
Grayson prowled the border line, pacing back and forth, as he waited restlessly for Aurora to return. He wouldn’t be able to breathe with ease again until his mate was beside him once more.
