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

me to dive for it, but I wring my hands together, digging my nails into my

linked hands. "How is your

bearable. It’s the hunger killing me now, but it’s being gatekept by a Lycan with a questionable grasp

don’t have time to flinch. My breath catches as

but the action sends shivers down my

with my hair, and I’m struck again by the strangeness of this situation. Thankfully, Andrew’s coming tonight. Just a little longer and I’ll

brought to

a groan. He brings me food—which I’m dying to devour—but of course it comes with

said before, but it’s still annoying to

fighting the urge to step away. Any sudden movement might upset him, and I’m not risking him taking away my food or something in

twining around the strand. "Six,"

the details of what I told him, but he

claimed you

sides. "Until he didn’t, the night of the Mate

narrow, his fingers still absently toying with my

its cheese congealing while he plays twenty questions.

and steps aside with a gesture toward the bed. "By

sleeping predator, and perch on the edge of the mattress. The first bite of lasagna hits my tongue, and I

Pack is no longer home, but the

uncomfortably close, looming over me as his eyes

slowly despite my hunger. "Not much to tell. I must have been drugged, because I woke up practically naked in the forest during the Mate Hunt. I

how did he ’find out’?" His voice carries

after the Mate

the light from the window. "Did he ever bring up shifting

"No."

"Not even at sixteen?"

recall, "He did throw me a pretty big sweet sixteen. He would always get me a cake for my birthday, but

see. How was his

something came up. I didn’t 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

through the room and Caine spins away

my fork down, appetite vanishing under the weight of his agitation.

intend to mate

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

him Alpha." Caine whirls toward me, his voice

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