Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia

Chapter 30

Chapter 29: Grace: Did I Offend Him?

My stomach is gnawing itself to death.

I press a hand against it, willing it to calm down as I resume pacing the perimeter of my room. Seven steps along the wall. Turn. Five steps across. Turn. Seven steps back. Turn. Five steps to the door.

I crack it open for the fifth time in twenty minutes.

The Blue Mountain shifter stands at attention, back rigid as a plank. He doesn’t even twitch as I peer around the edge of the door. His eyes remain fixed forward, as if I’m nothing but a breeze passing through the hallway.

I close the door with a sigh and press my forehead against the cool wood. My stomach clenches painfully. The mountain of breakfast from earlier features in my regrets; I should have stuffed my face while I had the chance. Or at least taken some with me.

Another cramp twists my insides. Decision made.

I yank open the door, determination straightening my spine.

"Hey! I need—"

My words die as I nearly collide with a broad chest. Not the Blue Mountain guard. The Lycan King himself stands before me, his hand raised mid-knock, a tray balanced perfectly in his other palm. The scent of lasagna and garlic bread makes my mouth water in the most unbecoming way.

His eyebrow arches, storm-gray eyes assessing as they rove over me. I take an instinctive step back, which is apparently Lycan for come on in because that’s precisely what he does.

Rude.

Then again, he made it oh-so-clear I’m his prisoner, so can I really complain?

He kicks the door closed with his heel without looking, his gaze never leaving my face. "Are you comfortable?" he asks, setting the tray on my bed.

I eye him suspiciously. Personally delivering food and asking about my comfort? His behavior is on a rollercoaster again.

"I’m fantastic, thank you."

His jaw tightens. "You’re not."

"I just said I am, though?"

He grunts. "Your boyfriend will be instated as Alpha tonight."

I already know that, thanks to Andrew. "I’m sure he’s happy about it."

grunt, and he hasn’t moved from the side of my bed, effectively cutting me off

my hands together, digging my nails into my skin to keep my composure. "Did

on my linked hands. "How is

as I’m not using it much, the pain is bearable. It’s the hunger killing me

to flinch. My breath catches as his fingers capture a

my hair, but the action

I’m struck again by the strangeness

brought to the Blue Mountain

brings me food—which I’m dying to devour—but of course it comes with a cost. I guess I won’t be allowed to eat if I don’t

said

urge to step away. Any sudden movement might upset

"Six," he repeats, as if testing the word. "And

told him,

claimed you

"Until he didn’t, the night of

fingers still absently toying with my hair. "Yes,

there, its cheese congealing while he plays twenty questions. "Could I maybe

hair and steps aside with a gesture toward the bed.

of lasagna hits my tongue, and I have to stifle a moan. It’s perfect—rich tomato sauce, seasoned beef, and cheese that stretches in satisfying strings. Heaven

Mountain Pack is no longer home, but the

looming over me as his eyes follow

the forest during the Mate Hunt. I guess he was trying to force me to shift. He thought I was his biological daughter and

how did he ’find out’?" His voice

"I told you, after the

to face me, blocking the light from the window. "Did he ever bring up shifting

"No."

"Not even at sixteen?"

I recall, "He did throw me a pretty big sweet sixteen. He would always get me a cake for my birthday, but it wasn’t

"I see. How was his

think much of it because Rafe was with me." Poking my lower lip with my fork, I squint in the air, as if it’ll help me see my memory with more clarity. "He was happy when I first saw him that morning, but he was pretty subdued by evening. I thought he

growl rumbles through the room and Caine spins away

vanishing under the weight of his agitation. He’s

to

a loop, and I blink. "No, Alpha had nothing to do

him Alpha." Caine whirls toward me, his voice sharp as a blade.

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