trigger a bad memory for her, though he couldn’t imagine she’d want to discuss it either, even if he hoped she would. “I need to know what I can do to help you through this, because if we can’t deal with this together, then we risk it pulling us apart.”
“What am I supposed to say that you don’t already know? Because you do know , don’t you?” She looked shattered and broken, devastated and distraught…and there was nothing he could do to make it better.
“What I know is that you’ve endured more cruelty than anyone should ever have to—and I know what men like Flint are capable of. But you don’t need to say it, love. Fuck…you don’t need to say another word about any of this if you don’t want to.” Greyson thought of telling her about her pregnancy, but knew it’d likely just make matters worse. And before long, she’d likely figure out that she was pregnant anyway.
Her gaze dropped, refusing to meet his, her arms wrapping around herself, so she looked so incredibly alone, leaving him to fight the urge to hold her, comfort her, not sure if she’d welcome his touch. “He made me doubt you…made me question what we had. And I knew that he was just messing with my head, but I couldn’t stop it. He’d hurt me and tell me how you were keeping secrets from me…how you were lying to me…”
“If there are things I haven’t told you, it’s only because I’ve been trying to protect you, or trying not to overwhelm you. My life is crazy, and you’ve already had so much to deal with.” He’d fucking hunt that bastard down…make him pay. “He was just trying to break you, Juno…”
“And he did. Over and over…” She scoffed, finally looking up at him as a fresh wave of tears fell. “You know…I used to think I was strong. That I could deal with almost anything life threw at me—even with all the recent craziness. But I was so wrong, Greyson… Because just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse…he’d force me to look at him as he found ways to make me come, even though I tried to fight it. And he just kept talking about you…kept making me think about you as he hurt me, as my body betrayed me— betrayed us .”
“It wasn’t a betrayal, love—just your body’s response to the adrenaline coursing through you.” And yet the thought of her coming at Flint’s touch left Greyson fighting a white-hot rage that had him desperate to punch his fist through Flint’s chest and rip his heart out. But this wasn’t about him. So he held onto her and tried to chase her demons away. “And you are strong…which is why we’ll get through this too. But now, you’re not alone. We have each other.”
“You’re the only thing keeping me sane, Greyson.” She ran her hand over the thick stubble on his jaw and pressed her lips to his, lingering there so he could think of nothing but taking her back to his bed, to try to erase what was done to her. She pulled away, but only enough to take him in, her eyes drifting over his face as her brow furrowed. “You know, those hours with Flint…I’d never felt so low, so desperate, in all my life. And yet I knew that, if you were still alive, you’d come for me. And you did. You were the glimmer of hope I needed to get through it.”
“I’ll always come for you, June bug. Always .”
***
Greyson knew that Juno was still having a hard time with things, but maybe what he needed to do was get her out of the house and into the woods. The fresh air might help to calm her—and maybe if she was feeling up to it, she could try shifting. Because the sooner they dealt with it, the better off she’d be, especially since the Change might end up affecting her in ways they couldn’t anticipate.
Though he’d like nothing more than to stay there with her in his arms, he knew she needed this. “Come on, love. Get dressed. If you’re feeling up for it, I think we should get out of the house for bit. Some fresh air will do you good.”
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