"Grayson! Where are you? Where are you, Grayson? A baby. You can get me pregnant. A baby. Get me pregnant. A baby- baby, baby. GRAYSON!"
Snapping awake, I quickly look around. I'm in the field again but I'm not quite sure how I got here. I try to push myself up, but fail when I get halfway up and then flop back down. What the fuck? How did I get here? I feel like I've been hit by a Mack truck.
I take in my surroundings again. It's so quiet here, an eerie quiet that's not normal. Is there even a breeze? No, there is no breeze, no animals, not even any insects.
"Deja?" I think, but I can't feel anything - her, our bond...nothing. Closing my eyes, I try to reach out again to her but something is wrong...our connection - something is wrong with our connection. I look down at my mate's marks and the once deep dark black lines are ash gray.
"What tha fuck?" Running my fingers tips over the lines causes a pain so deep in my gut that I start to feel a sudden unexpected emotion - loss. "What is happening?"
Searching my mind I try to remember the last thing I did - something that can give me a clue of why I'm here. Why my mate's mark is fading and why I can't feel Deja?
I open my eyes again when I remember the dinner with my uncle. I shake my head. No, you remember that bitch coming into the room. Naked. Fuck, fuck-fuck. I knotted with her. No-no-no. "I'm going to kill that bitch, but after I kill Ivan," I whisper.
I try again to sit up and this time I push myself up and stay up. Running my hands down my naked chest. I try to catalog any injuries, but before I can decide that I'm fine I feel a slight unnatural breeze brush the fine hairs across the back of my neck. My head snaps in that direction.
"What the fuck?" I whisper when I see my big-ass white wolf and my sanguivore walking toward me. Jumping to my feet I stand still as a rock as other sanguivores walk out of the trees behind them.
Once everyone is a good distance to speak at normal levels they all stop and stare, but it's who steps around my sanguivore that causes me to go on full alert.
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"How are you here?" I growl out not understanding how this is possible.
Instead of answering my demand, she tilts her head to the side as if she is trying to figure out what the question was or how to answer the question. She takes a cautious step toward me with her hands up in front of her but stops before she gets too close. She opens her mouth but no words come out. She looks down and then quickly back up but this time her lips are tight as if she's trying to keep all her secrets in.
Getting frustrated and losing all patients from the lack of answers I take two large steps closer to her, "How are you here?", my clipped words sound like an unintelligible bark and growl mixed. This is confusing. How is she here in my in-between world? How is this even possible? No one has ever been here besides Deja and me.
"I - I have always been with you Grayson." She pauses as she furrows her brow making lines form on her forehead. "I am your witch." She shakes her head. "Not Dayo - but me." Her back straightens as if her confidence has entered her body like a lost soul. "I am here to help you. I have always been here guiding you," Reign answers. "You have been coming to me all my life showing me your destiny getting me ready to help you. So here I am. I found Deja. I kept her and Nicholas apart. Now I am here to help you to defeat your uncle. I have started putting things into motion to help you."
I lose all thoughts making my face slack and emotionless. Instantly I have gone from anger to undeniable confusion and alertness. What is she talking about? Coming to her? How? How could I have been coming to her when I just met her? And on top of that, why are my wolf and sanguivore standing with her and the others? I mimic her response by opening and closing my mouth when I can't form any words for all the questions that are racing like a runaway train through my mind.
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Moiety (The Northwestern Wolves Series #2)
WerewolfGrayson has always felt like a monster. He's never felt whole - no he's always felt split in two by his two completely different halves. Different from the rest of his pack he's always felt alone until he met her. Deja is just trying to live as nor...