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He’s obsessed and crazy, but fuck if I don’t love it.
Here’s a man who’s willing to do anything to keep me safe. Who loves me so much his whole room is a shrine to my life.
If loving that is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
“I love you too,” he murmurs, relaxing into my embrace.
After kissing me, he orders me to bed and curls up around me. I fall asleep with a smile on my face and my eyes on a picture of me smiling into the camera as if I knew he was taking it.
I wake suddenly, not realizing why at first until I hear a sound—one that must have woken me. It’s a mix between a groan and a cry. Flipping over, I find Gray twisted in the sheets next to me, coated in a cold sweat. His eyes are pinched together, and his lips are parted on a whine that makes my soul hurt.
His body jerks as if he’s fighting someone off in his sleep.
“Gray?” I whisper, reaching for him.
With a shout, he shoves me away.
Climbing to my knees, I lay my hand on his arm, and he stills. “Shh, baby, I’m here. I’m here, my wolf. It’s me, your little doe.” I keep talking to him softly as I stroke up his arm and cup his cheek. He twists into my touch as if to escape his demons, and so I slip into his arms, and he sighs.
Slowly, his eyes blink open. “Zoey?” he croaks.
“It’s me,” I soothe, kissing his chest. “It was just a bad dream.”
“A memory,” he corrects, shivering in horror as he pulls me closer. “I get them every night, but you make them easier.”
“I’m so sorry, Gray. I’m so sorry you had to suffer through what you did and that it still haunts you.” Kissing him, I taste the salt of his tears and hate it. “Hopefully ending them will free you a little. If not, I promise to be here every night to fight them off and haunt you so they can’t.”
His lips curve up as he watches me. “I’d much prefer you haunting me, little doe.”
“Good, because you’re not getting rid of me.” I kiss him once more before laying my head on his chest, listening to his rapidly beating heart. Protectiveness surges within me, as does anger on his behalf.
This poor, scarred man has been through so much, and even in sleep, he cannot escape it.
I wish I could take it away from him, but I know I can’t. I’ll spend the rest of my life fighting this battle with him and helping him as much as I can, because I love him so much it shouldn’t even be possible.
He’s so deeply ingrained in my life, in my heart, that I can’t live without him. He’s the only one who knows the real me and loves me for it, even though I thought he would never admit it.
He still thinks he’s a ghost, wandering through life unfeeling, cold, and gray, but when it comes to me, he’s anything but.
He can be cruel, angry, frustrating, and infuriating, but never cold.
Not to me.
He saved my life, and years later, I brought him back from the dead.
Our love was always meant to be, and no matter what happens, I’m choosing him.
Time and time again.
CHAPTER26
Gray
“Oh fuck!” Zoey yells loudly with my head between her thighs.
I can barely get air into my lungs with the way she has her thighs tightly locked around me, but who needs oxygen when I have her pussy grinding on my tongue? I’d die a happy man if the last thing I did was eat her out.
For the past few weeks, this is all we’ve done—fuck like two ravenous rabbits during the day, only stopping long enough to go out at night and slaughter the monsters who have roamed free for far too long. My idea of paradise.
