Chapter 37

Grayson:

A million thoughts run through my mind as I'm getting ready for bed. She wants to take our baby from us.

Wait, why am I worrying about this? She'll probably lose interest in a couple years, and we'll be fine. I mean we're not planning on having kids anytime soon, right?

"Why not?"

... Who was that?

"It's your wolf." Grace?

"No, that's not me. Someone else is talking to you." My wolf says. Huh? I'm not mind-linking anyone, how is someone talking to me in my head? I feel a mild headache coming. I fall into my pillow, trying to ease the pain.

I'm so immersed in my thoughts that I didn't even notice Gabriel walk out of the shower until I heard the bathroom door close.

My eyes trail up his perfectly sculpted body, covered only by a towel wrapped around his waist. Little droplets of water trickle down his defined torso. He reaches up to dry his hair, putting his lean biceps on display. I can't help but stare; he looks godly. My breathing gets slightly heavier as a familiar feeling