Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia

Chapter 175

Chapter 175: Caine: Her Reaction

CAINE

My first instinct is anger, but between Fenris’s nagging and the look on Grace’s face the moment I walk through the door, it disappears.

She’s so pale I’m certain she’ll faint at any moment, and her entire body’s trembling as a disturbingly familiar, sour scent rolls off her.

Fuck the cat. And the dog.

This is a bigger problem.

Grabbing her wrist, I drag her to Lyre’s bedroom, trying to block the pounding in my head.

You shouldn’t just snatch her like that. It makes it worse.

I know.

I fucking know.

But if I open my mouth right now, who knows what’ll come out.

Your restraint would be commendable if you weren’t scaring her even more. Still, I suppose it’s progress.

My wolf is on my last damn nerve.

I pull Grace to the bed, setting her on the edge of it before releasing her wrist. She jerks it to her chest immediately, rubbing it with her other hand as if I hurt her.

This doesn’t seem like a conversation we should have near the children, but my attempt to buy us privacy seems to have made the entire situation worse.

Her eyes fix on the floor, shoulders bunched so tight they nearly touch her ears. The scent of terror is thick in the air, and it makes my stomach twist.

Grace is afraid of me.

It isn’t the first time. Her fear was present through most of our beginning encounters, but it hurts to scent it now. We’ve come so far from the girl who flinched every time I so much as looked her way.

You’ve made it worse, Fenris notes, like I don’t have fucking eyeballs.

her, pull her against me until her trembling stops. But this ridiculous

grind together as I fight to keep my temper at bay. No point in fuming over something she can’t control; it will only make her worry. Grace seems to take the

to put boundaries between us, she backtracks when I get angry, or softens her words. Things she doesn’t need to do

of the weak before the strong. But this isn’t

the one who’s noticed all

kneel in front of her, making sure to keep space between us. Her hands twist in her lap, shaking with the force of her grip. Her blueberry muffin scent is thicker in here, and keeps me calm even as her fear

back to life so we can kill him again. This time, I’d

I demand, sounding more

Great job, idiot.

move. "I don’t know. I’m

She has fire

She looks broken.

a tight hold on my alpha

like you," I say, keeping my voice soft and even.

She shakes her head.

think I’ll

again, quicker and sharper this time, but still

to think you would be very angry about the cat, Fenris points

haven’t argued before. She

it isn’t the argument... is it my anger? But she’s faced

Which means...

She’s

care about the stupid cat, Grace. Fenris already told me

her look up, finally. Her grass-green eyes go wide,

sight makes my chest

"Aren’t you angry?"

over my face. What the hell kind of monster does she think

Considering your past—

Lay. Off.

I felt the moment I saw her terrified face, I’d be pacing. Burning off the energy flooding

only spook her more. It’s

Grace. I’m not

believe me, and she studies my face. Fenris huffs in the back

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