Chapter 61

I bask in his possessive nature, secretly enjoying his powerful aura and intensity as he kisses me senseless. I back away when I become embarrassed that we have an audience. Grayson opts to hug me to his side instead as he nuzzles my neck. "Mine," he mumbles, his warm breath hitting my neck. "Not his. Mine." I place my hands on his cheeks and look into his eyes which are battling between black and silver. I nod and whisper "I'm yours." He nods stiffly, then grabs my hand. "Let's go. The warlock obviously doesn't have any useful information." I plant my feet firmly on the ground as I lean back on my heels to keep my position. Grayson keeps moving, and my shoes begin to squeak on the linoleum hospital floors as I refuse to move. Grayson doesn't even notice my struggle until I begin to pull my arms back out of his grasp. "No!" I say firmly as I retract my hands from his. He definitely let me go, because there's no way I would get out of his grasp if he didn't allow me to- he's much too st