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into a hearty embrace.
“Nikolas. This is my...um…” Clearing his throat he shot a sideways glance at Grayce. “This is Grayce.” In an outright possessive gesture, he grabbed her elbow and pulled her close.
Grayce offered a trembling hand to shake but Nikolas laughed, threw his arms around her instead and squeezed too damn tight. “Grayce.” Holding her at arm’s length, he studied her face and shook his head. Disbelief flashed through his stunning green eyes.
“Oh my God, woman, you are gorgeous. You don’t know how happy we are to finally have you here.” His genuine smile put her at ease. Grayce was impressed at how she managed so far, considering she was trapped somewhere underground in a small space with two men. First instinct? Jump behind the couch and hide, or grab the small table and do her best to beat them away. She suppressed the urge. Yeah, she held it together pretty well, she supposed.
“I, um, thank you,” she sputtered.
Releasing her, not nearly as soon as she would’ve liked, Doctor Compton gestured for them to sit. With way too much grace for a man, he lowered himself into one of the armchairs. Zander claimed his spot on the couch nice and tight against her.
“I hope you don’t mind, but Z has told me about what’s been going on. He also told me he tried to explain his...” He scratched his head. “Attraction to you.” He looked her square in the eye. “And yours to him?” Raising his right brow, he waited for her response.
“Ah, yes, the soul mates bullshit.” Grayce huffed, folded her arms and slouched like a spoiled teenager. More of the sappy romance shit? Fucking awesome. Zander tensed next to her and squirmed in his seat. “He thinks we are connected somehow. Says we are meant to be together.”
Doctor Compton nodded at her, his expression unreadable. The man was so proper the way he sat in his chair; back straight, hands folded politely on his crossed leg, chin lifted, not arrogant but respectful in manner, giving her his full attention. Strikingly handsome, Grayce thought. But so was Tyr and look where that got her. Fuck. Tyr. She cringed with the thought. Bile rose in her throat.
“My dear, I’ve known this big lug for many—” A big sigh followed by a roll of his eyes hinted at a playful side that seemed at odds with his professional air. “Many years.” He smirked and tossed a quick glance to Zander, who reciprocated with a middle finger. “I can assure you with every fiber of my being the connection you share is very real.”
His large confident smile showed off perfect white teeth, five shades brighter than the walls and furniture. “And now you two have found each other, the bond will get stronger.”
Oh crap. Not him too. Uncertain if it was the stark room and bright light or that she was in the presence of two males, but agitation swirled like a fog in her brain. Stifled, heated and angry, she shook her head in an attempt to clear it of some of the chaos. “I can’t do this right now!” She didn’t mean to scream the words, they just came out that way. Shocked at her own outburst, she jumped to her feet.
“Dammit.” Zander’s deep voice vibrated through her. “You need to hear this.” A heavy fist pounded the couch cushion. “This is my life. Our life.” Frustration thick in his voice, he pounded again.
Grayce jumped back, wild with fury. Something cracked inside her, opening a chasm deep, deep down in the darkest depths of her soul. An intense heat rose from the abyss and filled her insides.
“You fucking men are all alike.” Leaning forward, bringing herself nose to nose with Zander, she read the regret in his eyes.
Too late for regret.
“Don’t you ever fucking raise your voice to me. I’m not some pussy ass little bitch you can bully around.” Her breath caught in her throat as the internal heat fueled her anger, boosted her nerve. Urged her on. “I’ve been a pathetic victim for too damn long. I’ll be damned if
“Nikolas. This is my...um…” Clearing his throat he shot a sideways glance at Grayce. “This is Grayce.” In an outright possessive gesture, he grabbed her elbow and pulled her close.
Grayce offered a trembling hand to shake but Nikolas laughed, threw his arms around her instead and squeezed too damn tight. “Grayce.” Holding her at arm’s length, he studied her face and shook his head. Disbelief flashed through his stunning green eyes.
“Oh my God, woman, you are gorgeous. You don’t know how happy we are to finally have you here.” His genuine smile put her at ease. Grayce was impressed at how she managed so far, considering she was trapped somewhere underground in a small space with two men. First instinct? Jump behind the couch and hide, or grab the small table and do her best to beat them away. She suppressed the urge. Yeah, she held it together pretty well, she supposed.
“I, um, thank you,” she sputtered.
Releasing her, not nearly as soon as she would’ve liked, Doctor Compton gestured for them to sit. With way too much grace for a man, he lowered himself into one of the armchairs. Zander claimed his spot on the couch nice and tight against her.
“I hope you don’t mind, but Z has told me about what’s been going on. He also told me he tried to explain his...” He scratched his head. “Attraction to you.” He looked her square in the eye. “And yours to him?” Raising his right brow, he waited for her response.
“Ah, yes, the soul mates bullshit.” Grayce huffed, folded her arms and slouched like a spoiled teenager. More of the sappy romance shit? Fucking awesome. Zander tensed next to her and squirmed in his seat. “He thinks we are connected somehow. Says we are meant to be together.”
Doctor Compton nodded at her, his expression unreadable. The man was so proper the way he sat in his chair; back straight, hands folded politely on his crossed leg, chin lifted, not arrogant but respectful in manner, giving her his full attention. Strikingly handsome, Grayce thought. But so was Tyr and look where that got her. Fuck. Tyr. She cringed with the thought. Bile rose in her throat.
“My dear, I’ve known this big lug for many—” A big sigh followed by a roll of his eyes hinted at a playful side that seemed at odds with his professional air. “Many years.” He smirked and tossed a quick glance to Zander, who reciprocated with a middle finger. “I can assure you with every fiber of my being the connection you share is very real.”
His large confident smile showed off perfect white teeth, five shades brighter than the walls and furniture. “And now you two have found each other, the bond will get stronger.”
Oh crap. Not him too. Uncertain if it was the stark room and bright light or that she was in the presence of two males, but agitation swirled like a fog in her brain. Stifled, heated and angry, she shook her head in an attempt to clear it of some of the chaos. “I can’t do this right now!” She didn’t mean to scream the words, they just came out that way. Shocked at her own outburst, she jumped to her feet.
“Dammit.” Zander’s deep voice vibrated through her. “You need to hear this.” A heavy fist pounded the couch cushion. “This is my life. Our life.” Frustration thick in his voice, he pounded again.
Grayce jumped back, wild with fury. Something cracked inside her, opening a chasm deep, deep down in the darkest depths of her soul. An intense heat rose from the abyss and filled her insides.
“You fucking men are all alike.” Leaning forward, bringing herself nose to nose with Zander, she read the regret in his eyes.
Too late for regret.
“Don’t you ever fucking raise your voice to me. I’m not some pussy ass little bitch you can bully around.” Her breath caught in her throat as the internal heat fueled her anger, boosted her nerve. Urged her on. “I’ve been a pathetic victim for too damn long. I’ll be damned if
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