Chapter 7
Grayson
Complete. That’s how I felt the first time I held her in my arms. It killed me to put her down, to pretend every instinct didn’t demand I claim her. Every fiber of my being screamed for me to pull her closer, to mark her, to make her mine in ways she wouldn’t understand. But I couldn’t–she was human. My eyes fluttered closed as I inhaled as she passed.
Fuck.
I couldn’t have her, but I couldn’t help but look. I watched as she walked that pretty ass out of my pack house. Only when she was gone could I think clearly. It was best if she stayed as far away from me as possible.
I can’t have her.
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