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I gasped as his hot breath touched my earlobe.
"That's amazing," I whispered.
"It took me months to finish it."
My body began tingling underneath his touch. My heart raced and blood rushed to places within me that hadn't experienced such excitement since childhood. I needed him right now; I wanted him badly. But I also feared what might happen if I allowed myself to give in to these desires.
How would I feel once I woke up tomorrow morning?
Would I regret what had transpired between us? Would it change things between us forever? Could I forgive him for rejecting me in the past?
There was no denying the chemistry between us, but there was something else that scared me. I didn't want to lose myself completely in this man. Not only did I fear losing my identity, but there were things about him that bothered me. I knew he didn't think we were meant to be together. And yet, here I was, lying in bed with him. There must be some part of me that was still hoping he'd change his mind and accept me as his mate.
Grayson wasn't the only one on my mind either. Thoughts of Drako filled my head. My attraction to him was just as strong as my attraction to Grayson. Goosebumps covered my body as I thought about the two men who were doing their best to protect me.
As much as my instincts told me they were doing their best to keep me safe, they couldn't deny that Drako's presence made me more anxious than any danger could ever cause me.
What if he was someone I couldn't trust? What if he decided it wasn't worth the risk to help me and Grayson? What if they tried to kill each other or worse? No! Don't go down that path! I won't allow it! These questions played through my mind as I drifted off to sleep.
"Drako!" I yelled at the top of my lungs as loud as I possibly could, but when I opened my eyes, I saw nothing besides the darkness. Was I asleep or just dreaming?
Suddenly, a hand gripped my shoulder, making me scream as I quickly sat up. When my vision cleared and the tears finally began to fall from my eyes, I saw Grayson standing beside me. His lips curved into a soft smile and before I even realized it, his arms were wrapped around me.
"Are you okay, Scar?" he asked, holding me close to his chest. The sound of his voice comforted me. He was safe. It was all right now. Everything would be alright. I nodded my head against his chest, giving Grayson all the reassurance that I could give him without words.
I was safe.
Chapter Twelve
Drako
The sound of a vehicle approaching the house caught my attention. I hurried to the window to see who was there. The knot in my stomach tightened when I watched Damon and Doyle exit Damon's truck. I looked over at Scarlett who had fallen asleep and Grayson who sat next to her, watching over her. He watched me as I walked out of the room and downstairs to answer the door.
They walked past when I opened the door, glancing around the room as they did. I felt my heart start to race, wondering if they knew that Scarlett and Grayson were in the attic.
"Is there something you're not telling us, Drako?" Damon asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Like what, Damon?" I asked, refusing to show any sign of weakness.
"You can start with what happened to you last night. You just disappeared," Damon pressed, glaring at me as if he knew the truth already.
My heart was racing but I remained calm. I knew that if I showed any signs that I had gone against the horde, I was a dead man.
"That was my fault," Doyle chimed in, "I told him to go check the motel for the guy. Then after the girl got away, I lost track of him."
"Well, why didn't you say that earlier?" Damon asked, turning to look at Doyle.
"I didn't know that was what this was about. I thought we were gonna look for the girl again. You could have said something, and I would have told you."
Damon seemed to relax slightly, listening to Doyle lie through his teeth on my behalf. I looked at Doyle, surprised that he would take the chance without knowing where I had been. Doyle did not acknowledge my concern or curiosity as he continued to move the topic of conversation back to finding Scarlett.
My pulse quickened the longer he spoke, and I worried he might know I was hiding them. With every word, my anxiety grew. Doyle flashed me a questioning look, but I avoided his eyes, pretending I hadn't seen it.
"Do you know where she went?" Damon demanded, "We've searched everywhere. There isn't a trace of her anywhere."
"I haven't seen her since last night," I lied.
"Well, we don't have much time," Damon replied, "we need to find her fast. She has to be our priority right now."
