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The grief she felt began to dissipate quickly. Another emotion, much more powerful began to surface. She already knew what Kryder had done to Renee and what he’d intended for Talya. Grant had also shared the nature of Kryder’s evil dominance rapes of his own pack members, feigning desire with seduction then ending with a brutal violation.
She couldn’t imagine what this felt like to wolves who relied on their alphas for leadership, for justice, and for community. How would anyone ever feel safe?
She thought about her own bizarre, iridescent wolf-sign, about Grant and about his pack. She knew with a clarity she rarely felt how she wanted to move forward, what she needed to do to make things right for herself. “I want to help you bring Kryder down.”
“What?”
She shifted in her seat, enough so that she could look at him in the face. “Your alpha took the most precious things in the world from both of us. I can’t even imagine the countless others he’s either killed or injured both physically and psychologically. He needs to go.”
“I appreciate the sentiment because unseating him has been my primary objective from the time Renee died. But exactly what do you have in mind?”
She huffed a sigh. “I’m not a warrior. Not even close. But I do have unusually strong futurist skills. I could be of use. Apparently, Kryder can attest to that. However, there’s something more. In fact, it was the reason I contacted you in the first place this evening and it has nothing to do with invisible alters.”
“Right, I saw your wolf-sign.”
“It started earlier and shocked the hell out of me. I don’t know what it is or what it can do. It makes no sense to me. Still, it is wolf, isn’t it? I mean you saw it.”
“It’s definitely wolf. I respond
ed to the sign with instant recognition. But taking Kryder on won’t be simple. He’s cunning and he’s patient. He’s already proved both qualities in his actions toward you.”
“I know. I’ve been here six years and in all that time he’s never approached me.”
She looked away from Grant. Did she really want to do this? She had never been a vengeful person. Just the opposite.
Yet here she was talking about assassination. There was, however, an alternative. “At the very least, he should be tried and convicted then sent to Death Valley.”
“Yes, at the very least.” Grant overlaid her arm with his hand.
Sudden, unexpected tears stung her eyes. “I don’t know what’s happening to me. Am I turning into a wolf? And why is my wolf iridescent and so colorful?”
He chuckled. “How long have you had these manifestations?”
“They first appeared at my home just a little while ago after I’d finished my studio work.”
The warmth of his hand still pressing on her arm soothed her yet excited her at the same time.
As she focused on his touch, she turned inward and sought the part of her that was wolf. With Grant so close, it seemed the most natural thing in the world to bring it forward. She could feel the lines of her cheeks grow warm, both wrists and a V-line down her chest.
“Your wolf is beautiful.”
She lifted her gaze to Grant. His eyes had lightened, and the beginnings of gold rings rimmed his irises.
The moment caught and held as though their wolves together had the ability to slow-time. He took her hand then rose to his feet, drawing her with him.
He leaned toward her, his head angled.
The wolf sensations deepened and spread. She knew he was going to kiss her and right now, with time stopped, she wanted nothing more.
As his lips touched hers, she swore she could hear her wolf howling in response. His arm slid around her back and he drew her close.
His lips pushed at hers, encouraging her to open for him. She parted her lips and he groaned as his tongue penetrated her mouth.
Again, her wolf howled. She forgot about the world and focused instead on the miracle of a man kissing her and how much, for the first time in six long years, she was enjoying being kissed. His lips were warm, and his tongue was making all kinds of erotic promises.
She’d just committed herself to helping bring down a powerful alpha wolf of Savage Territory. She’d aligned herself with Grant. Maybe she could justify the connection because of Kryder, but she couldn’t pretend she didn’t understand exactly where this was going.
When he drew back, his hand slid possessively to the back of her neck.
