to mention, she also had to deal with the fact that she was now a shifter. That alone would be more than most people could handle. And it all proved to him just how special she was. She was also stronger than he was giving her credit for, even if he was desperate to keep her safe—not that he’d done a decent job of it so far.
“You’re sweet to worry, but I’m okay.” She leaned into him and went up onto her toes to kiss his cheek, managing a small smile. “Come on. He’ll be wondering why the door isn’t already open, since I don’t think anyone’s ever gotten to ring a doorbell around here.”
They pulled the door open to find Thayer standing there, his gaze immediately falling on Juno, though his eyes darkened as he took her in, no doubt fully comprehending just how greatly she’d been affected by all she’d been put through. “Juno…you have my sincerest apologies that members of my pack were involved in what happened to you, and I need you to know that everyone involved has been dealt with. You should have been treated with nothing but the utmost respect. And Greyson… We’ve been friends a long time, to the benefit of both our packs, and I’m hoping we can set aside the recent tension between us and get back to the friendship we once had.”
“I guess that really depends on you.” Greyson shrugged, managing a smile. “I’m happy to put this behind us—but if you start acting like a pushy asshole, we’re going to have problems.”
“How about a drink then? And you have my word, I’ll try my best to keep my inner asshole locked away.” Thayer returned his smile, his eyes lighting up with mischief and humor—reminding Greyson of why they’d been friends in the first place. And they really had been good friends, with the only constraints on their relationship being that they were from different packs.
“Whiskey?” Greyson held up the bottle in question as they settled in the living room. “Or would you prefer a beer? I’ve got cider too. Tequila, gin…”
“I’ll never say no to whiskey, especially since you always stock some impressive bottles.” Thayer sat down across from Juno, and as always— Thayer’s focus was almost entirely on her.
Chapter 11
Juno wasn’t sure how smart an idea it’d been to invite Thayer over, when things were still tense between the men. And yet, she knew that Thayer, or someone in his pack, could give her the information she needed on being a Laighir , and what that might entail now that she was also a shifter. After all, it was only because of the information he’d given her that she’d even known to try to heal Greyson during the attack.
But as Thayer sat there, looking at her, she found she couldn’t bear the intensity of his gaze, couldn’t bear his handsome good looks and his easy smile, especially when she had so little control over her emotions and her body. She still felt like she was going crazy on the inside, her thoughts, her moods, her fears, all battling some primal hunger and need—and if she didn’t find a way to rein it all in, she swore it’d leave her fractured and crazy, no longer the person she once was.
Greyson put their drinks down on the coffee table between them, grabbing one of the whiskeys and sitting down by her side as she curled up against him, a bit surprised he’d only gotten her cider, leaving her wishing it’d been something harder since she was hoping for a bit of fortification for what she was about to do. “I need to ask—and I hope you guys won’t take this the wrong way—but…is there any way for me to stop being a shifter? I was thinking that maybe, because I’m a Laighir , there might be more options…or a way to undo this.”
Thayer’s eyes flicked to Greyson in question, before settling back on her. “Not that I’m aware of. I’m sorry. I’ve never heard of anyone who underwent the Change and managed to revert back. And I get that this can’t be easy on you with all that’s
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