for her—for her body. There was a very human part of her that was trying to deal with what was done to her—and then there was the new shifter part of her that seemed to ignore what happened, in order to feed a far more primal urge and hunger. And though she felt like she was seesawing through emotions she could scarcely wrap her head around, Greyson was still doing all he could to be there for her in whatever capacity she needed him.
Leaning into him, she nuzzled him, her face brushing against his before she caught his mouth in a kiss, and bit his lip, feeling his hard length nudge against her stomach, her need for him blocking out her more recent memories of Flint. “You know what? You’re right. Maybe getting some fresh air will do me good.”
Yet just as they were about to head out, Greyson instinctively tucked her behind him, taking a deep breath before relaxing just a little. “We’ve got company, love. My uncle—Maxwell Tollund.”
“Greyson…” She couldn’t help the panic that knifed through her, even if she told herself that it wasn’t anyone who wanted to hurt her. And though she remembered Greyson’s uncle from the wedding, she didn’t think she could face his scrutiny after what happened to her. At least not at the moment. “Please, make him go away.”
“We’ll head out just as we planned, and cut his visit short.” Especially since getting pestered to challenge Kiernan as alpha was the last thing Greyson should have to deal with.
They stepped out onto the front porch, closing the door behind them, just as Maxwell approached. “Uncle…I’m sorry—we were just heading out. Is it important?”
“I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t. But first, how are you doing, Juno? I’m sorry you had to go through such a thing—and I’m sorry that we failed to protect you.” Maxwell’s concern seemed genuine, though Greyson didn’t look too happy to be reminded of the fact that she’d been with him when the attack occurred.
But as far as Juno was concerned, Greyson didn’t fail her—he saved her from Flint…saved her from being sold to the highest bidder—and she didn’t want anyone thinking otherwise. “I appreciate your concern—but Greyson nearly lost his life trying to protect me, and he and the pack had me back to safety within just a few hours. No one failed me— least of all my husband .”
Maxwell’s lips quirked into a smile, as he gave her a slight bow of his head. “I meant no offense. My apologies. Though the fact that you defended not only your husband but your pack brings me back to the reason for my visit. This attack is a clear indication that with Cullen stepping down, Kiernan isn’t seen by the other packs as being a strong enough leader—and as a result, it makes all of us look weak.”
“Juno’s abduction had little to do with our pack, so I’ll tell you once again, I have no interest in being alpha. And my brother will be a great alpha—if people would stop trying to undermine him.” Greyson didn’t look happy, but there was also something else there when he mentioned Kiernan…she just couldn’t put her finger on it. “Now, if you don’t mind, we were on our way out.”
He tilted his head in acknowledgment, though the discussion was far from over. “I won’t keep you any longer, but just know that I’m not the only one who doesn’t think Kiernan is fit to be alpha—and if he truly was, he’d have already put a stop to any and all talk of him not being the right person to lead our pack.”
“Enough.” Greyson glared at his uncle and took a threatening step toward him, his anger and frustration with the situation evident, even to her. “He’s my brother—and soon to be alpha—so I expect you to show him some respect.”
“I will, son—when he’s earned it.” With an easy wave over his shoulder, he headed off, though Juno doubted that would be the end of it.
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