*Keera*The rest of the ride was silent after that, save for a few one word responses to questions here and there. I couldn't seem to stop my mind from racing at the implication of what Grayson had done. He'd kissed me. And propositioned me. Then he kissed me again. Even now as I subtly ran a finger across my bottom lip, I wondered if he hadn't lost his mind. Getting involved with a human was extremely fatal, moreso when caught. Yes, we were attracted to each other but that wasn't enough to throw everything he'd been taught about his pack down the drain.Was it?And how about me? I wasn't sure whether or not I should even consider taking him up on his offer. For one thing, the team and I were treating this whole thing like the case it was and that meant Grayson was our client. It would be extremely shocking if I went against my character and got involved with a client, not to mention very unprofessional, irrespective of how hot said client looked. I pushed all that to the back of my m

*Keera*Fury didn't even begin to describe how I felt leaving Trevor's office. It had been my idea to get the cameras installed in the pack and yet they were going to get them without me. There was no way Trevor hadn't known it was going to piss me off. It felt like all those years ago when he'd only just hired me and had refused to assign cases to me. My question was why? Why had he done it?Did he need to talk to Grayson privately? I got to my apartment in less than no time, taking a shower for the second time that morning. I stopped by the lab to see if I could be of help to anyone before heading back and busying myself with work on my laptop. My lunch date with Gabe wasn't until three more hours or so.Contrary to whatever Grayson might have thought, I'd agree to lunch with Gave because I had something important to talk to him about. I wanted to find out about the guy in his security team. The one I caught Elena in the bushes with. Humans were entirely forbidden from getting invo

*Keera*I had to leave. Seeing him standing there completely naked with a towel in his hands had been too much and there was only so much I could take. I couldn't let him try to clean me up. It was too intimate, something people in relationships did. The problem? Grayson and I were not in a relationship. I was still a little breathless as I stepped into my room, trying not to wince with how sore I was. I secured my room door, slumping against it. My entire body relaxed. I was alone now. And I could finally gather my thoughts.I took further steps until I was face to face with the dressing mirror. The woman in the mirror looked utterly and thoroughly fucked. There was no other way to put it. My hair was a disheveled mess, the light makeup I applied before heading out had smeared and my dress was crumpled. I touched my fingers to my lips noting how swollen they were from Grayson's onslaught of kisses. He liked kissing me.A lot.A shiver swept through me as images of Grayson moving ab