Chapter 22

*Grayson*

My attention drifted to Keera. Again.

We were trying to go over the plans for today but I kept getting distracted by different thoughts of her. The security squad was going to arrive today. We had to get them settled and then Ryan and I had a few tasks we had to get done before we conducted the ritual tomorrow. Like getting enough wood for the bonfire, for one. We were all in the conference room and by all I meant the council and Keera's team. Conall and Ralph were talking about a few places in the forest where we could easily find all the wood we needed.

As pack lead hunter and lead warrior, no one knew the forest better than them and so everyone was paying attention. Or at least everyone except me. And Keera. But mostly me. I stared deep into her brown eyes, the knowledge of what happened last night screaming in the silence between us. I run a finger along the edges of the table, recalling her taste, like sweet nectar. I'd never thought I'd ever be so intoxicated by a fema