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."
hasn’t moved from the side of my bed,
it, but I wring my hands together, digging my nails into my skin to keep my
my linked hands. "How is
pain is bearable. It’s the hunger killing me now, but it’s being gatekept by a
reaches out so quickly I don’t have time to flinch. My breath catches as his fingers capture a strand of my hair, letting it
no nerve endings in my hair, but the action sends shivers down
hair, and I’m struck again by the strangeness of this situation. Thankfully, Andrew’s coming tonight. Just a little longer and
brought to
I’m dying to devour—but of course it
any of what I said before,
urge to step away. Any sudden movement might upset him, and I’m not risking him taking away my food or
the strand. "Six," he repeats, as if testing the
the details of what I told him, but he should at least remember
claimed you as
at my sides. "Until he didn’t,
eyes narrow, his fingers still absently toying with my hair. "Yes,
The lasagna is right there, its cheese congealing while he plays twenty questions. "Could I maybe eat while you interrogate me?
steps aside with a
the edge of the mattress. The first bite 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 wrapped
Blue Mountain Pack is no longer home, but
looming over me as his eyes
tell. I must have been drugged, because I woke up practically naked in the forest during the Mate Hunt. I guess he was trying
His voice
together. "I told you, after the Mate
to face me, blocking the light from the
"No."
"Not even at sixteen?"
recall, "He did throw me a pretty big sweet sixteen. He would always get me a
frowns. "I see. How
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
rumbles through the room and Caine spins away from me, pacing the
down, appetite vanishing under the weight of his agitation. He’s ruining all my
to mate
and I blink. "No, Alpha had nothing to
whirls toward me, his voice sharp
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