Greyson - Part 2: An Alpha Billionaire Shifter Romance (The Silver Moon Pack)

by Cali MacKay

  “I’m here to offer you my congratulations, and to bring your bride a gift.” Sawyer took a step closer and put down the small wooden chest he was carrying as if in offering, before taking a step back. “Got to say, though…I hadn’t expected you to actually get hitched just to save her.”

  “She’s my mate—and Atticus was still the one in the wrong for attacking her, as were those other two bears who attacked her just last night. So though I appreciate your gift and your congratulations, I’ll also remind you to keep the peace. I won’t tolerate her being attacked again. Our pack has no problem with your clan. But that will rapidly change if you or yours come after one of ours.” Greyson took a step forward to ensure Sawyer understood and knew he wouldn’t be backing down. “And make no mistake, Juno is one of the pack now.”

  “I can see that.” Sawyer’s gaze drifted in Juno’s direction, where she was surrounded and protected by his friends and family. “Like I said before, we’d like to respect the peace we’ve managed to keep here in Wild Creek, but one of ours is still dead, and we all know she had something to do with it—especially after what happened last night.”

  “If anyone’s at fault, it’s Atticus. He brought this on himself—and if that other bear hadn’t attacked her last night, then she wouldn’t have had to taze him.” There was no real proof that it’d played out any different to that, and a Taser could sure as hell deliver a jolt powerful enough to explain what happened. “You need to go—and for everyone involved, I suggest you lay this issue to rest.”

  “Would you be laying it to rest if it was your son, your brother, your pack?” Sawyer gave his head a shake. “You know I’m in a difficult situation.”

  “I know you are, but Atticus ending up dead has nothing to do with my wife nor my pack. His family needs to understand that—and if they want answers, then they should look at the type of person Atticus was. Juno’s protected now—and this argument is not worth the blood that’ll be spilt, especially when we’ve had nearly two decades of peace between our people.” That bloodshed was what had killed his parents, and he’d be damned if he’d lose anyone else he loved.

  It was with that thought that he realized that he did indeed love Juno, despite having just met her days ago, almost as if his soul and heart had recognized her from a thousand other lifetimes together. And though he knew it was still different for her, he could already see her coming around, their bond growing stronger with each moment that passed.

  “I’m trying to avoid the bloodshed just as much as you are, Greyson. And believe me when I tell you this is larger than any of us.” Sawyer let out a weary sigh, and tilted his head toward the chest. “If you could make sure your dear lady gets that, I’d appreciate it. It’s important. And again, my sincerest congratulations.”

  Sawyer turned to go, only to find the wolf pack had formed a wall around them. But Greyson gave them a shake of his head, and on his command, the pack fell to the side to allow Sawyer passage.

  With Sawyer gone, Greyson turned around to pull Juno into his arms as his family shifted to the side. “Are you okay?”

  “Yeah…” She murmured her thanks to everyone, before turning back to Greyson. “Do you think they’ll ever let it go?”

  “Atticus’s family is still mourning him, which means tempers are up. But maybe with time things will die down now that we’re married.” At least he fucking well hoped so, because if they continued to be a threat to Juno, Greyson would take each and every one of them out. “At the very least, they know now that they can’t come after you without inciting a whole lot of trouble.”

  Ryder tilted his head toward the chest. “So what do you think that’s about?”

  “He said it was for Juno, but…” Greyson went over to the small wooden box, flicked the metal latch, and tossed the lid back. “I don’t fucking get it.”

  There were a variety of items, but as a whole, none of it made any sense. Greyson pulled out a sheaf of yellowed pages bound with a strap of leather, along with a wolf pelt, a fine bottle of whiskey, and a sapphire ring. At least the pelt didn’t belong to a shifter, since that would cause a whole other world of problems. Cullen and Kiernan stepped to his side, though his dad was the one who took the pages from him.

  With a tilt of his head, Greyson motioned toward the pages, the words written in a language he didn’t understand. “Do you have any clue as to the meaning of all these items?”

  “If I had to guess, the pages came from a journal and this is just a select portion. No clue on the rest or why Sawyer would want Juno to have all of it.” Cullen shifted to face Juno. “How about you…do you recognize any of it?”

  Juno took a closer look and nodded. “I’ve never seen those particular pages—but I recognize the handwriting. It’s my great-uncle’s. The pelt is also, I’m sorry to say. As for the rest, I’m not exactly sure.”

  “Then these are probably things that were stolen from your cabin when the bears tore through it.” Annoyed, Greyson stuffed everything back into the chest. At least this likely meant that Sawyer hadn’t had anything to do with the break-in, if he was returning some of the things that were taken.

  Juno stepped to his side as he wrapped his arms around her, his anger melting away as she became his sole focus. “It’s already starting, Greyson. They’re not going to leave this alone, and marrying me is only going to drag you and the pack into my mess.”

  “They will leave it alone—or there’ll be hell to pay, and they know it.” Greyson cupped her cheek, hating that she was stressed out when this should be a happy occasion—not that it’d been an ideal day from the start.

  And yet, looking at her, knowing she was now his wife, his mate, had his heart thundering inside his chest. She was just so fucking beautiful, especially as the flames from the fire cast her skin in gold, making her look ethereal. He was one hell of a lucky man, even with all the problems that surrounded them. Because now that the pack knew he was back, he and Juno might have to deal with far more complicated problems than just a bunch of pissed-off bear shifters. “Let’s get home. There’s one last thing that needs to get done for this marriage to be official, and I plan on making sure the matter’s taken care of in a most thorough manner.”

  “You do realize that I don’t have your stamina, right?” She tilted her head up at him, her blue eyes darkening in the night. “Just a little ole human here…”

  “I promise to take it easy on you, June bug.” He stole another kiss, and tried to set her at ease, knowing this was still new territory for her, and it couldn’t be easy. “You have my word… I’ll not only keep you safe, but I swear to do all I can to make you happy.”

  “You’re awfully sweet—even if you can be a royal pain in the ass.” She gave him a hesitant smile, even as she let out a long sigh and looked away from him. “I’m just sorry for landing such a mess on your doorstep. I’m sure you were expecting a nice peaceful life in the mountains, and instead I’ve brought you nothing but trouble.”

  “I like trouble, June bug…especially when it comes in the form of a lilac-haired pixie.” He brushed a stray lock from her face and then tipped her chin up to kiss her lips, before they finally made their escape to howls and cheers.

  It didn’t take long for Greyson to get them back home, though they were still staying at his parents’ place instead of his cabin. “I promise to take you away on a real honeymoon as soon as things settle down a bit.”

  And then, because he only planned on getting married once in his life, he scooped her up in his arms. She laughed in surprise and wrapped her arms around his neck, as he carried her over the threshold into what would be their home together. “There you go, Mrs. Moore. Welcome home.”

  “Mrs. Moore…that might take some getting used to.” She shook her head and gave him a curious smile.

  He set her down on her feet, though he held onto her, not ready to let her go. “Well, you’ll have plenty of time to get used to it. And now that we’re married, we can take our time getting to know each o
ther better—and maybe even fall in love.”

  At least he hoped she would, since he was already a goner.

  “I have no doubt I will, Greyson. It’s not as if I don’t like you. It’s just the circumstances that have made me act crazy. And I might know a hell of a lot more about you now than I did just days ago, but it’s still hard to really know someone without time on your side.” She was right, of course, and time was definitely the one thing they’d been lacking.

  “You can ask me anything, Juno. And you have my word that I’ll always be honest with you.” He knew this was still hard on her, especially when she didn’t have the conviction of being someone’s fated mate. “Is there anything in particular you’d like to know?”

  “Probably a ton of stuff, though I suppose there are just two things I’m curious about to start with. The rings…how did you get them on such short notice?” She looked down at her wedding band, when he took her hand in his and brought it to his lips.

  “They were my mother’s and father’s. They’d have wanted us to have them—just like she’d want you to have this.” Greyson pulled the engagement ring out of his pocket, and slipped the antique diamond ring onto her finger. “Sort of the wrong way around, I guess, since I never did get to properly ask you to marry me.”

  “Properly? You mean without threats?” She shook her head with a laugh. “You really do have a charming way about you.”

  “Charming, huh?” Pulling her to him, he caught her mouth in a hungry kiss, nuzzling her when he managed to break away. “I guess I can live with that. So…what was the second thing you wanted to know?”

  She bit her lip, her gaze taking him in. “Is it horrible that I want to see you shift? Each time it’s happened, it was either too dark to see anything—or I was so freaked out by everything else that was going on that I missed it.”

  “I’m happy to shift for you, June bug.” Even though he was worried it would only freak her out again. He shrugged out of his jacket, and undid the buttons of his shirt, before stripping out of his jeans and anything else that remained, as the energy inside him started to build.

  “Wait…once you shift…you’ll know who I am, right? And do you think like a wolf or will you still think like a human?” After all she’d been through, he knew she was likely worried that he’d hurt her—and that she might, in turn, accidentally hurt him. And he hated that she had to worry about any of it.

  “I’ll always know who you are, love. I do still think like a human, although things tend to feel more…primal. The urge to hunt, fight...fuck…become stronger and tend to linger even after I shift back.” Which meant there’d be little hope of not ravishing her once he changed back to his human form. He’d been desperate to get his hands on her since he last fucked her over twenty-four hours earlier—which felt like a damned eternity.

  “Wait. But you wouldn’t…not when you’re still a wolf…’cause that’s just way too freaky.” She shook her head and cringed. “Sorry.”

  “No, love. It’d be different if you were also a shifter, since it’s tradition to consummate the marriage while in wolf form, but…” He wrapped an arm around her waist, and pulled her close, her curves pressing against his naked body, his cock hard and aching to sink into her. “This is fine too, isn’t it?”

  “Yeah…more than fine.” She reached between them and stroked him, running her fingers along his hard length with her eyes locked on his. “This is just so crazy, Greyson…I still can’t believe we’re actually married. I don’t even know if I can wrap my head around it all just yet.”

  “It’ll take time to get used to it—but I can think of plenty of ways to get comfortable with each other. And now? We have all the time in the world.” Especially since there was no dissolving a shifter wedding after a year and a day.

  There was never any need to, since shifters usually only married their mates. And if they weren’t with their mate, then they either didn’t get married, or went into it knowing there was no way to fully dissolve the marriage after that year was up, even if they could choose to simply separate. Yet he suspected that Juno wouldn’t be happy to know that the option to get divorced wasn’t available, especially when he’d practically dragged her down the aisle to get married.

  Taking a step back, she loosened the lacing on her dress and slipped it down off her shoulders. Stepping out of it and kicking off her heels, she carefully set it aside, before reaching behind her to undo her bra, adding it to the pile along with her lace panties. Standing before him naked, she stepped back to his side and stroked his cock once more as she raked her teeth over the pulse in his neck. “Shift for me?”

  “Gladly, love.”

  Chapter Seven

  Juno didn’t quite know what to expect. She’d seen him briefly as a wolf, but that was while she’d been freaking out and in shock. Whatever she did remember seemed like some faraway dream, too foggy for her to recall any of the details.

  “Wait—it won’t be painful for you, will it?” Although she was curious about him shifting, and wanted to see him in his wolf form, she didn’t want him to go through something painful just to satisfy her curiosity.

  “Not really. Shifters register pain just a little differently, which gives us a much higher pain threshold. Came in handy when I was fighting MMA.” She may have given him a hard time about getting married, but part of that was because she was trying to protect him. And right now, the thought of him fighting, of him getting hurt…it did her head in.

  “But you’re no longer a fighter, right? That’s behind you?” She wasn’t quite sure when, in the incredibly short time that they’d known each other, she’d started to truly care about him, but she did. Which was a good thing, since he was now her husband.

  She still couldn’t wrap her head around the way her life had changed so drastically. She kept thinking this would all come to an end, and she’d get to go back to her life the way it was mere days ago—but that wasn’t going to happen. Not ever. The life she had before Greyson was over.

  He cupped her cheek and kissed her, as she forced herself to set aside her worries. “It’s been awhile since my last fight, love. I’m not saying I’d never go back to it, but I don’t currently have any plans to start fighting professionally again.”

  Well, that was something anyway, since she couldn’t bear the thought of him getting hurt. “Then, if shifting won’t be painful for you…”

  He stole yet another kiss, this one far more intense than the one before, and then took a step back. “Just remember, June bug…it’s still me.”

  The transformation took mere seconds—and it was unlike anything Juno had ever seen before. It appeared at first as if there was something coursing under the surface of his skin, and then his limbs and body morphed as he dropped to all fours, all while his skin turned into a lovely thick grey fur, flecked at the tips with black and cream.

  He had become a wolf—a damn large one. And she’d be lying if she said he didn’t scare the crap out of her, especially as he approached her on those long legs, his gold eyes locked on hers. But then he rubbed his head against her hand, calming her fears as her heart finally started to slow.

  She knelt down before him, and sunk her fingers into his thick, soft fur as he nudged her with his cold, wet nose, toppling her backward onto her ass as he stood over her, her pulse racing out of control once more even as he nuzzled her cheek.

  “Greyson…” She hated the panic in her voice, but she had a big ass wolf hovering over her naked body.

  He must have heard it too, or sensed her fear, because a moment later he was back to his human form, his mouth capturing hers in a passionate kiss as he shifted her legs apart. Her head was still swimming as he buried his hard cock into her with a raw passion and need, pinning her under him as he claimed her rough and hard, leaving her to cry out and brace herself against his thrusts.

  The intensity with which he took her left her clinging to him, her legs wrapped tightly around his muscular thighs to try to slow his rhy
thm as he fucked her against the hard wood floor. He’d said things felt more primal for him once he shifted back, but she hadn’t a clue things would feel so extreme. Or maybe it was just her, overreacting to the culmination of everything that had happened the last few days.

  Her emotions were riding high, but as he claimed her with each thrust, grinding his hips against her clit in an upward motion, her orgasm started to build, even as she started to feel overwhelmed by it all. She clung to him, trying to rein it all in, when he bit her neck, unleashing the energy of her orgasm.

  She cried out as he continued to take her until he joined her in his own release, his huge cock pulsing his hot cum deep inside her. Her body trembled below him as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm, their breathing still heavy as he ran his hot tongue along the length of her neck where he’d bit her.

  “Juno…are you okay, love?” His golden brown eyes gazed down at her, worry darkening them, even as he stole a sweet and tender kiss, his cock hardening once more.

  She wanted to say that she was fine, but the truth of the matter was that she was anything but. Something had her freaking out.

  “No…I don’t think I am.” She tried to push him away as her eyes burned with tears, but he held onto her, which only heightened all her emotions, especially when she was still impaled on his forever hard cock. “Please, Greyson…let me go.”

  Fuck…her overwhelming emotions had an energy surging in her veins, and if Greyson didn’t let go of her, or if she didn’t get control of herself, she was going to end up a widow on her wedding day.

  “Hey, love…what’s going on?”

  Could he feel the energy building? Could he sense it? But then he pulled his cock free of her body, and shifted off of her body, his brow furrowed with sincere worry.

  “You’re okay, Juno…just take a deep breath…and another.”

  She did as he asked, and felt the energy start to dissipate as she sat up, his cum slipping down her thighs as her body trembled with the lingering energy of her curse.