Charles
It was her eyes. I had wondered what it was about Grace that had drawn me in so much and held me at the mercy of my own desire. Then, her eyes had turned that familiar fiery, blood red of an alpha lycan, a primal part of me couldn't help but find it incredibly alluring.
She was at least a quarter lycan and everything in me wanted to pull her into my lap and have her the way I meant to that night. I had suspicions that Grace wasn't a full werewolf when I met her, based on her scent. It was something I planned to look into later. She was a force to be reckoned with, a powerful and passionate leader. I knew she’d be the same way when I had her. Her fury had been so incredibly sexy, but I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand– protecting Wolfe Medical and ensurin
