wasn’t in pain, actually I was quite content. I snuggled closer to the pleasant feeling.
“If you go in there you will want to rip them apart and you will only cause Colette and Griffin more pain,” Keith said.
“I can handle it.”
I felt Griffin now. He tightened his arms around me. He buried his nose in my hair and my body relaxed even more. I hadn’t realized that I had tensed when I heard growly voice. If growly voice went away, I might be able to get some more sleep. Then I could forget that he was my fated mate.
I needed time. I wanted some time.
“Keith just let him in,” Griffin said.
My head was resting on Griffin’s pecks, and I felt the rumble of his voice. I turned my head and looked up at Griffin.
“You’re being cruel,” I whispered.
“He started it.”
Griffin didn’t take his eyes off the door and his arms tightened around me.
“Griffin.”
I tried to wiggle out of his grasp. The door opened, and I was half on top of Griffin, almost snarling his name. A low rumble came from behind us. My cheeks heated up with my ever going embarrassment. I didn’t mean for my mate to see me like this. I pushed off Griffin but sat close. Our bond was still repairing itself.
Yellow eyes was very handsome, though in the nontraditional sense. He wasn’t a pretty boy by any means. He had hard, unrefined features. A little too big of a nose, but killer lips. He had a day’s worth of scruff on his jaw, and his black hair was roguishly disheveled. His eyes were still a wolf yellow, and my she-wolf perked up at them immediately. She recognized who was staring at her, just outside of our reach. I think his wolf recognized the desire in mine, because something like a promise flashed in his eyes. I swallowed hard, scared of what that promise would come to mean.
“Griffin, please,” I pleaded letting my hand slip from his back. I watched as his entire back slumped as if he knew he had already lost. Of course there was no winning me back in this case. I wasn’t his, and he wasn’t mine. I think this is when it became real for the both of us. Any hope we had of keeping each other died when Yellow Eyes caught my scent and I caught his. He already belonged to my wolf, even if I didn’t know his name.
I started to move around Griffin. He put his hand out for me. His eyes betrayed the stony look on his face. They told of a deeper pain that I knew we were both feeling. He was pleading with me one last time. He wanted me to pick him over this stranger. And I wanted to, so badly. I wanted to reach my hand out and hold his then face this new adversary together. But Yellow Eyes wasn’t an adversary, he was my mate. I bit my lip and shook my head looking away from Griffin.
I didn’t move next to Yellow Eyes because his glare was burning holes into Griffin, but I stood between them. Yellow Eyes reached out and grabbed my arm. Lightening went up my arm. My entire body relaxed. I leaned towards him.
So this was the attraction everyone talked about. I pulled my arm out of his grasp with great effort.
“Hold off, Yellow Eyes.” I said and glared at him.
He finally turned to me but his stance never changed.
“That isn’t my name.”
He rumbled through clenched teeth.
“Don’t care, Growly voice. Just back the hell up.”
Yellow Eyes lifted his lips showing off his shiny canines. I tried not to show the fear that I felt deep down. I knew he would never hurt me, it was against his nature to do so, but to hurt Griffin was not.
Both men stepped back a little. I breathed just a little easier. I ran my hands over my face and into my hair to calm myself.
“Well, we all got off on the wrong foot didn’t we?” I tried to crack a smile, but my face was more likely to crack in half then show a smile.
Realizing that the wolf I was fated to spend the rest of my life with, and the one wolf I trusted more than anyone else in the world were in the same room, I felt dread slip into my veins. And they wanted to kill each other, if looks were any indication. I so wasn’t ready for this.