<b>Chapter </b><b>21 </b>
JESSICA
Something warm dragged across the curve of my shoulder. Barely there. A breath, a kiss–so light it could’ve been a dream. Then another, lower. Lips. Definitely lips. Soft. Devoted. Burning.
I didn’t open my eyes<b>. </b>Couldn’t
My body was too heavy, floating somewhere between sleep and something else, something deeper.
“Jessica…
“Jessica
ny ribs, his mouth trailing after it, worshipping inch after inch like he
More desperate this time. Closer to wrecked. His breath fanned over my was starving and <b>I </b>was thest thing left worth tasting
Myshes fluttered open, and the first thing I saw was shadow, A body hunched close, one forearm braced beside my head, the other cupping the edge of the table like he was holding himself back
Grayson
He was crouched next to me, his <b>face </b>only inches from mine. He was crouched beside the table, arm bent, wrist braced beside my head like he needed to hold himself in ce or he’d do something reckless. The other hand ran through his hair<b>, </b><b>fingers </b>dragging slow across his scalp before sliding down over his mouth, thumb brushing his bottom lip like he was trying to erase a smirk before it gave him away.
He failed.
That <b>smile </b>curled anyway,zy and dangerous, like he was thinking something filthy and finding it funny.
“You <b>drool </b>in your sleep, he murmured, <b>eyes </b>dropping to my mouth again. “Kind of adorable. Kind of disgusting.”
I let out a sound–a groan or maybe a growl–and shoved half–heartedly at his arm.
He didn’t budge. He just grinned wider, <b>fingers </b>still lingering at the edge of his lips, dragging down his jaw like he <b>was </b>remembering what my
skin tasted like<b>. </b>
“What?” he said, too innocent to be real. “You looked peaceful. <b>I </b>didn’t want to wake you. Figured you’d w my face off”
I <b>quickly </b>sat up and fix myself before looking at him for someone who saw his ex–girlfriend for the first time, he looks really happy. He’s right, 1suddenly want to w his face off
<b>“</b><b>You </b>look thrilled<b>,</b>” Isnapped, stepping back. “Should’ve brought her flowers while you were at it”
<b>Grayson </b>smirked. That same slow, mocking curl that always made me want to p him or climb him–God, I hated that
“Are you jealous?”
Lopened my mouth–ready to spit something mean, something sharp–but nothing came out.
Because I didn’t know.
I wasn’t sure
Actually I was fucking confused out of my mind.
My head was shattering, all the pieces mming into each other, making it impossible to breathe, let alone think straight. He was looking at me like that, touching me like that, saying shit that didn’t line up with any of it.
And I hated him for it
Because I knew who he was I knew his goddamn reputation. Grayson–the smooth talker, the fuckboy with a trail of broken hearts and lipstick stains behind him like trophies. I’d seen the wreckage
And still
Still I stood here, hoping–fucking hoping that I wasn’t just another story. That I wasn’t just another girl he’d sweet talk out of her clothes, only to forget by morning. That maybe when he looked at me like that–like I was something worth tasting slowly–he meant it.
But I didn’t say any of that.
I couldn’t.
So justughed, bitter and ugly. “Don’t tter yourself”
“Right.” He stopped inches away, eyes locked on mine. Because I will never have you, huh?”
“Grayson…”
<b>Gray </b>looks at me lip tight,” I perfectly remember it, Jess.” He pauses <b>as </b>if he needed to breath, “Trust me. I had a hard time forgetting about your words baby”
I don’t like Grayson
Yes, he’s making me feel so many things I never felt for anyone <b>else </b>before but that doesn’t mean that I like him romantically. Plus, he have a mate. I will have mine in a few months from now so what the hell are we doing?
“I’m sorry.”
<b>He </b>chuckles.
“I am really sorry Grayson,”
That made him <b>chuckle</b>. I feel so bad rejecting him for how many times now <b>but </b>it doesn’t feel right.
Grayson is quiet. I turn to look and <b>he’s </b>watching me with that soulful look on his face. I saw him angry, furious and even terrified but I never
Saw him like this.
“I’m going to tell you something,” he said, carefully watching my expression. I don’t know why I’m suddenly nervous.” But you have to promise me you won’t tell anyone about it…yet.
Not tell anyone<b>? </b>
“Even Logan?”
He nodded. “Even Logan especially Pierce
Grayson slowly approaches me, eyes serious as he lifts his hands and touch my face. For the first time, it felt gentle. He <b>was </b>never gentle with me though so whatever he’s going to say is making me nervous. “Let’s be better for each other.”
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My jaw drops. “W–What do you mean?”
Grayson took a deep breath then he look away.” It means…I’m going to be good to you, for you and with you.”
“Huh?” I try to catch his eyes and there’s affection and embarrassment on it. “You
“Yeah, Jess.” He gave azy chuckle, rill stop being an asshole to <b>you</b>. I’ll fucking worship every details about you just…ve me a fucking
chance to-”
“But why?”
My eyes ttered and <b>Grayson </b>stops from talking. His mouth widely open as if he didn’t expect my question when he run this scenario in his
<b>head</b>.
His brows furrowed. “What do you mean why?”
I look into his eyes and I cannot help but to curse inside my head. Is he always this dense? I cannot believe the <b>future </b>alpha of our pack is like this. Against all reason, I take his hands off my cheek and put it over my waist.
Grayson mouth drops open..
I thought he only knows how to get angry.
“Why do you want a chance with me?”
He <b>groans</b>,” Do you really don’t know why?”
* You hate me. I still wish to kill you.” Grayson made a noise. I don’t know if it’s him agreeing or disapproving. All I know is that I am also so fucked up because I am so confused yet so sure I want his lips on mine. You have your mate-
You
ou don’t even know her.”
“Exactly.” I told him. “I don’t know her but I am sure that it’s not me.”
Graysonughs and I squeak when he suddenly grabs my neck with his huge hand. I felt him nting another quick kiss on my lips before <b>he </b>took a deep breath and press our forehead together. “So, what if it’s not you<b>?</b><b>” </b>
Ouch.
it hurts.
“Do you want it to be you?”
“No.” I stare at him. For a second, I saw shock written all over his face but he quickly wash it out with his usual poke expression. “Because if it’s me, you will probably told me about it already <b>but </b>you haven’t. So, either it’s not me, or that you really hate me so much you will keep it
from me.”
Plus, it’s stupid.
The moon goddess chooses ma
because they arepatible with. Grayson and I are far from beingpatible. We are going to consume
each other. If not, we are going to cut each other’s throat.
Lam aware of that
Everyone <b>is </b>aware of that
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Grayson gives me a long look, then he sighs. “Of course, Jess. I will,”
Then why are you asking for a chance with me?”
Because I like you. Right now. I like you and I want you.” Grayson search for my eyes and I almost want to run. Being confessed at is one thing but Grayson freaking Westwood telling me he likes me is probably going to be the death of me. “I want a chance Jess. I want my chance to make you happy. I want it with you.”
“Okay<b>.</b>”
“Okay?”
Okay. I will give Grayson a chance but…it’s not because I like him but it’s because I want to make myself happy too and maybe, his position as the next alpha of our pack <b>will </b>give that to me.
This is my payback.