Chapter 50
Instead of saying anything to my declaration, Grace remained quiet, and her hand remained at her side. I could tell her mind was reeling, and I know I told her I would give her time to think, but that was proving to be harder than I thought.
I opened a file on my desk, and pretended to work, but my own mind was reeling too. Was she going to reject me for who she thought I was, and not who I am? She didn’t know why the other brides had worked out. She had only ever heard stories of my ruthlessness. But I was a fair ruler. And I was madly into her. I wanted her to see who I could be, not who the world saw me as.
“Is that why you killed him?” She asked after what felt like a million years.
“Who?” I asked, uneasily, not loving where this was going again
“The Beta.” She wrote. “Blood Moon Pack.”
I sucked in a breath and decided to answer honestly. “Yes. I wanted to selfishly break the bond you have with whoever marked you. I wanted, want you to myself. I’m an Alpha King. I don’t share.”
However, instead of my answer soothing her, she looked insecure again.
“So, I’m not special,” I read her board aloud, and I had to guess the last word because it was spelled wrong.
“What do you mean? You are special, Grace. Very special. Especially to me.” I argued, not sure how she even came to that conclusion.
“I need time to think.” She wrote, and I frowned but nodded.
She got up slowly as if afraid to move to fast and I would change my mind about giving her time, which apart of me wanted to. I had laid everything out on the line, and she still wouldn’t open up to me. She seemed just as lost as she had been when we started the conversation, and I wasn’t sure I had made any of the right choices.
“Let her go.” My wolf told me, even though I could tell he hated watching her walk away from us.
“Why?” I argued with him, needing to vent my frustration a little even if it was only internally.
“Because we need her to like us.” He answered.
I grunted in response to him. She was supposed to be happy I was her mate, not fearful and doubtful.
“Everyone told me to tell her. Tell her the truth. Stop hiding things. Secrets are no good in a relationship. She deserves to know. Blah blah blah.” I mimicked all the things Leon and Sawyer had said to me. “But look where that fucking got us. She walked away!”
“You saw her face. You know how she thinks. You just dumped a ton of information on her. She needs to process. Let her process. You not only told her you’re her mate, but you told her she’s a Lycan, and she has a probable brother who you have in the dungeons,” My wolf rationalized. “You are making this about you.”
Knowing I wasn’t going to get any more work done now, I went in search of Sawyer. I needed his soothing brother energy. Leon would tell me straight up what he was thinking, but I knew Sawyer would be more thoughtful in his responses, so I made my way to his clinic.
“Hey,” Sawyer said in surprise when he saw me. The clinic was pretty full, but no one seemed to care that I was pulling Sawyer away from his work again. “I didn’t think I would see you today.” He said opening his office door for me.
“She said she needed some spice and time to think.” I told him honestly.
