AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Although I doubt my next visit will be as soon as he’s thinking, the feeling is mutual. Now that I’ve had a taste of what our future could look like—or maybe I’m just dickmatized—it’s clear that I don’t want anything else. Greyson is it for me.
We both sit up, moving in slow motion. I realize an hour has passed since the last time I looked at the clock, kicking me into overdrive. I spring off the bed and collect my clothes off the floor. Greyson just sits on the edge, letting his gaze roam over my body.
“You just going to sit there and stare all day?” I demand, a smirk crossing my face.
“I’d sit here and stare at you for the rest of my life, if you’d let me.” His eyes seem so full of love, reminding me how far we’ve come in the last three weeks. It’s honestly a little crazy how fast things are moving. A normal person would probably find this terrifying, but thankfully I’ve never claimed to be normal. This will either be do or die between us; I just hope it’s not the latter.
I finally finish dressing, and walk over to Greyson as he sits there in just his boxers. I stand between his legs and thread my fingers through his soft, thick hair, tilting his head back. “I had the best time with you last night.” Leaning forward, I press a gentle kiss to his lips. A soft groan escapes him, allowing me to push further into his mouth. Our tongues tangle with each other as he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
“These last nine years were the worst of my life, but the more time I spend with you, the more those memories are starting to wash away. It’s like you’re the key to my awakening, Greyson. You’re releasing me from these binds holding me down.” I press one more soft kiss to his lips before backing out of his arms.
Turning on my heel, I bend to pick up his clothes, tossing them at him.
He stays where he is. “We were alone in one of the warehouses,” he murmurs, then pauses.
I stop in my tracks, unsure what he’s talking about. “Who?” I ask.
“My father. We were there for work, and I took the opportunity. It had been years, and he still wouldn’t tell me where he sent you. He kept his files from me, eventually destroying some so I couldn’t get to them. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get him to spill. So, I knocked him out and tied him to a chair before I beat him, cut him, and ripped his fucking fingernails off, but he still wouldn’t talk. I cut and cut, digging the blade deeper every time. When I was about to slit his throat, he finally gave me Sutton’s name. After the name slipped from his lips, I killed him.”
My breath quickens at the thought of his father being tortured. Not for Omega though, for Greyson. That must’ve fucked with his head. Something like that would scar even the most terrifying people.
The worst part is, I don’t blame him. His father was an evil, manipulative, abusive prick. He deserved to die, especially at Greyson’s hands for the shit he put him through.Fuck, there’s something wrong with me for being so okay with this.
“How old were you, Grey?”
“Eighteen.”
My heart aches for the man sitting in front of me.Eighteen.By the time he was legally an adult, he’d suffered so much. He’s done terrible things, but when I look into his eyes, I can still see the boy who tried to save me as a child. I don’t think he’s the man he believes he is.
He’s not the devil.
Greyson Nash is my savior. Sometimes a misguided man, but one who has and will continue to save me.
He killed his own father in an attempt to find me, to save me.
“Shit,” I mutter under my breath.
He takes my hand in his, the warmth bringing me comfort. “Lainey, I’m… I’m sorry about last night,” he whispers, pain laced through his voice. I can feel the shame radiating off of him. “The more we talked about him, the angier I felt. You didn’t deserve that. I shouldn’t have lashed out at you.”
“Grey, he’s gone. He can only get to us if we let him. I have demons of my own, so I don’t blame you, but we can work through them together. Not use them against each other.” Running my fingers through his soft brown hair, I press my lips gently against his. “I forgive you,” I whisper.
“Thank you,” he whispers back.
My words must bring him a little relief, because he pulls me harder against him, kissing me desperately. A moan escapes me as our tongues glide together. But as much as I would love to go for round two this morning, I need to get home.
Breaking the kiss, I give him a cheesy grin. “Get dressed, babe.”
Once Greyson finally pulls on his sweats and t-shirt, we head to his car. It’s still dark outside, so I’m hoping no one will be awake yet. If someone is awake, it’s probably Zep getting in his early morning workout.
The drive feels too quick. Greyson parks down the road from the house, shutting his lights off while he comes to a stop.
I grab his hand, squeezing it, and raising it to my mouth to press a kiss to his palm. “Thank you for showing me there’s more to life than just the darkest pits of Hell.”
He turns to face me, smiling like I’ve given him the best present he could’ve asked for. “Are you sure you have to go back in there? Any chance I can scoop you up and take you away with me forever, and leave this all behind?” His tone is laced with humor, but his eyes tell a different story.
“Grey… I just got Lya back. I can’t leave her.” A wave of sadness hits me, as I realize that one day it might really come down to me having to choose between them. Something I don’t ever want to do. Something Ican’tdo.
“I know, but you just got me back too.” He’s breaking my heart right now.
