Chapter 6.
GRAYSON.
Looking at my mate, deep into her eyes for the first time ever, made me want to drop to my knees and thank the Heavens for their gift.
It also made me want to run. To shift. To rip apart the man responsible for her car accident.
My fingers curled into fists and I tightened them, fighting the inner demon.
“Thank you for saving me, for bringing me back to Claire tonight,” Nevaeh said.
I nodded once, feeling my teeth descend.
She looked at Brad in confusion, who chuckled. “Grayson is having trouble controlling his wolf. I don’t think he can talk.”
Nevaeh pulled up her blankets in a move that indicated fear.
I couldn’t have that.
I forced my wolf down and my anger back inside.
“It’s... not you. I am... angry that the bear shifter got away.” I took some breaths, c
