Greyson - Part 4: An Alpha Billionaire Shifter Romance (The Silver Moon Pack) by Cali MacKay
Authors: Cali MacKay
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appreciate it, though I don’t have much of an appetite, I’m afraid. I just want Greyson to come back. Screw Flint and going after him. He doesn’t matter if it means Greyson might not survive this mess.”
“He’ll be okay, Juno.” Cullen sat by her side and gave her hand a comforting squeeze. “He’s been through a lot during the course of his life, and somehow, he’s always managed to pull through. And now that he has you in his life, there’s nothing that will stop him from making it back to you. You need to believe that.”
“I’m trying to, but this attack isn’t something he had a whole lot of time to think over or prepare for. What if it’s a trap? What if Flint knew he was being followed, and set them up? They don’t know what they’re walking into, and the only person Greyson can trust entirely is Ryder, especially when things have been a bit uneasy with Thayer.” Thayer had made it clear that his own interests came before his friendship with Greyson and maintaining the peace between the packs. It’s not that she didn’t want to trust him. She just wasn’t sure she could, even if she appreciated his help.
“You can’t let yourself worry like this. And frankly, it has to be done, darling. It’s the only way to guarantee your safety. After all that bastard put you through, even if he pays with his life, it won’t be enough.” Cullen’s voice was laced with a barely contained rage, and though Juno hadn’t known Cullen long, she’d never seen him so angry.
“Trust me, I’d murder the bastard with my own hands, given half the chance.” Not that Greyson would let her.
Cullen then cocked his head toward one of the windows, listening and breathing deep, no doubt trying to pick up on any scents there might be.
“Is it Greyson?” Her sense of smell was nowhere near developed as most shifters, though whether that was because she was also human and Laighir , or because she’d only gone through the Change recently, she wasn’t sure.
“No, it’s not.” Cullen handed her a handgun, clicking off the safety. But before he could say anything more, something crashed through the window, lighting the floor and wall on fire, the same happening again on the other side of the room. He grabbed her, shielding her body with his as he escorted her to the back of the house, near the back door. “Stay inside as long as you’re able to, back to the wall, and ready to shoot. I’ll do my best to take out as many of them as I can, but they’re trying to flush you out. If you have to make a run for it, shift. You’ll be much faster, and your instincts will kick in.”
Juno jumped into Cullen’s arms and held him tight, desperately wanting him to stay with her, even though she knew he couldn’t. “Please be careful.”
“I will, darling. Stay safe, okay? And do whatever you have to do to survive this—without hesitation. Our pack will come to help.” And then he was pulling away from her and racing for the front door.
She heard gunshots and more smashing glass, as flames and smoke engulfed the home. And yet she waited…desperate to know Cullen was okay and hoping help would come before it was too late. Although as spread out as the homes were, she wondered if anyone would even know they were under attack, especially when Greyson’s cabin was on the edge of pack territory.
Her eyes and lungs were burning—and then the window closest to her shattered as a flaming bottle crashed through it, the flammable liquid within catching alight as it smashed open and sprayed across the floor, spreading the fire. She had to get out, but was worried Flint or his men would be waiting for her. Not that staying here was an option as the fire grew and she had no way of putting it out. Coughing as her lungs filled with smoke, she knew she had to get out of there and take her chances—yet before she could head for the door, it was kicked open, a massive form filling the doorway.
“Greyson!! Juno!!” And
“He’ll be okay, Juno.” Cullen sat by her side and gave her hand a comforting squeeze. “He’s been through a lot during the course of his life, and somehow, he’s always managed to pull through. And now that he has you in his life, there’s nothing that will stop him from making it back to you. You need to believe that.”
“I’m trying to, but this attack isn’t something he had a whole lot of time to think over or prepare for. What if it’s a trap? What if Flint knew he was being followed, and set them up? They don’t know what they’re walking into, and the only person Greyson can trust entirely is Ryder, especially when things have been a bit uneasy with Thayer.” Thayer had made it clear that his own interests came before his friendship with Greyson and maintaining the peace between the packs. It’s not that she didn’t want to trust him. She just wasn’t sure she could, even if she appreciated his help.
“You can’t let yourself worry like this. And frankly, it has to be done, darling. It’s the only way to guarantee your safety. After all that bastard put you through, even if he pays with his life, it won’t be enough.” Cullen’s voice was laced with a barely contained rage, and though Juno hadn’t known Cullen long, she’d never seen him so angry.
“Trust me, I’d murder the bastard with my own hands, given half the chance.” Not that Greyson would let her.
Cullen then cocked his head toward one of the windows, listening and breathing deep, no doubt trying to pick up on any scents there might be.
“Is it Greyson?” Her sense of smell was nowhere near developed as most shifters, though whether that was because she was also human and Laighir , or because she’d only gone through the Change recently, she wasn’t sure.
“No, it’s not.” Cullen handed her a handgun, clicking off the safety. But before he could say anything more, something crashed through the window, lighting the floor and wall on fire, the same happening again on the other side of the room. He grabbed her, shielding her body with his as he escorted her to the back of the house, near the back door. “Stay inside as long as you’re able to, back to the wall, and ready to shoot. I’ll do my best to take out as many of them as I can, but they’re trying to flush you out. If you have to make a run for it, shift. You’ll be much faster, and your instincts will kick in.”
Juno jumped into Cullen’s arms and held him tight, desperately wanting him to stay with her, even though she knew he couldn’t. “Please be careful.”
“I will, darling. Stay safe, okay? And do whatever you have to do to survive this—without hesitation. Our pack will come to help.” And then he was pulling away from her and racing for the front door.
She heard gunshots and more smashing glass, as flames and smoke engulfed the home. And yet she waited…desperate to know Cullen was okay and hoping help would come before it was too late. Although as spread out as the homes were, she wondered if anyone would even know they were under attack, especially when Greyson’s cabin was on the edge of pack territory.
Her eyes and lungs were burning—and then the window closest to her shattered as a flaming bottle crashed through it, the flammable liquid within catching alight as it smashed open and sprayed across the floor, spreading the fire. She had to get out, but was worried Flint or his men would be waiting for her. Not that staying here was an option as the fire grew and she had no way of putting it out. Coughing as her lungs filled with smoke, she knew she had to get out of there and take her chances—yet before she could head for the door, it was kicked open, a massive form filling the doorway.
“Greyson!! Juno!!” And
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