CAINE
It’s strange.
My head pulses as Dylan explains what those damn suspicious pets were doing in the basement of a hunting cottage, struck by the strangest sense of deja vu.
None of what he says surprises me.
No, it would be more accurate to say I am surprised. Surprised I’ve somehow known all of it before he’s said a word.
"You’re dismissed. Make sure those animals are thoroughly cleaned before they come within fifty feet of Grace or the children." My voice remains steady, without a hint of the uncertainty leaking into my thoughts.
Dylan nods and backs away, Sadie’s muddy tail thumping against his leg as they go. The moment the door shuts behind the messy trio, I rub at my temples, attempting to clear the pressure building there.
Scrolling through my messages with Grace only reinforces the strange, not-quite-right feeling in my gut.
I read them again. And again. The relatively short exchange doesn’t trigger the same disorienting feeling of foreknowledge, but it doesn’t ease my discomfort either.
If anything, it’s worse.
Grace has never voluntarily updated me on her whereabouts. She certainly never mentioned when she needed to get the laundry done. Never mentioned her little jaunt into the forest for no apparent reason.
The steady rhythm of my finger tapping against the table irritates even me. Clenching my hand into a fist helps still the impulse, but the restless energy trapped in my body no longer has an outlet.
I’d love to believe her text messages are a simple signal of progress in our relationship, that she’s inching toward accepting her role as my mate, my Luna, the woman who will rule beside me and carry my children.
But it isn’t.
My chair scrapes back as I jerk upright and stride to the door, slamming it open with great irritation. I grab the first Blue Mountain shifter I see—a young male whose name I can’t be bothered to remember.
"Where are your Alpha and Luna? When did you last see them?"
The shifter’s eyes widen. "I—I believe Alpha Raphael is at his private residence, High Alpha. The Luna..." He swallows as my eyes narrow. "I haven’t seen her today. I can—I can ask the pack, High Alpha. Please give me some time."
I grunt. "Do that."
Reggie’s on Rafe’s annoying little tail, but his Luna... I’ll have to arrange someone to watch her. If Grace won’t keep herself safe, I’ll have to do it for her.
A quick check with Randy assures me the children are fine, inside the RV and playing together. Ron has taken the day to spend with the family, leaving me more comfortable ordering Randy to do a more thorough sweep of the area to ensure no one’s creeping around.
Something isn’t right. The crawling sensation beneath my skin intensifies, my tattoos seemingly restless for the first time in years. I press my palm against my neck, trying to calm the now unfamiliar itching.
I could track her, Fenris offers out of nowhere, having been silent all day. Find where she’s gone.
He’s speaking of the annoying Luna, of course, not my mate.
"Do it," I reply, then immediately reconsider. "No. Go to Grace. Stay with her. Don’t let her see you, but remain close." She’s obviously determined not to stay under the protection I’ve provided, but I have to be patient.
She doesn’t understand the weakness she represents in my life, and she has some vague objectives in this area.
"Let her do what needs to be done. Only show yourself when necessary."
Do I need reminders from a whelp like you? he scoffs.
Do you have strength? I ask, frowning. He hasn’t expended much energy of late, and yet he seems almost empty.
Enough for this. I’ll be fine with some rest tonight.
What are you going to do, since we’re all doing your work for you?
I look out the window as I head toward the lower floor of the lodge, my mind already calculating. Make sure everything’s perfect for tonight. The resistant packs arrive tomorrow. I need time with Grace tonight—without interruption. Otherwise, I’m not sure when I’ll be able to.
Will you mark her tonight?

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The readers' comments on the novel: Grace of a Wolf (by Lenaleia)
Aww 🥰 she misses Aron/Jack-Eye... she already mentioned him 4 times 😉...
Take Grace to your lodge big alpha, instead of the truck!...
W hy those deities are so restrictive? How are they supposed so save innocent souls without using magic?...
The paragraphs in this and the latest chapters are mixed up, making the reading difficult to follow 😔😪...
This guy is an idiot... first time in a truck? Just take her to you quarter or stargaze!...
I just can't stop laughing 😆 this situation is as hilarious as ridiculous 🤣 "not his mate" of course it is not as clear as the sky now that she is his mate!! Even theclycans, who are not the brightest, understand that she is his mate. I love ❤️ the sense of humour of this author...
This mission makes no sense. I'm starting to think it was just a way to keep Grace away from Lyre. Or return to the pack with Cain to destroy it completely 🤷♀️...
Saddie and the cat are protecting her... she really has a limited intelligence to not get it. And poor Andrew, he is sweet 😊 i hope he will find a nice mate when the time comes...
You haven't properly discussed about anything future and logistics topics related... Grace severely lacking pragmatism 😒 and the cat + dog can surely work as bodyguards for now...
Aww 🥰 I knew Ron is powerful and has potential. It's time she stops seeing him as a kid, Cain is right: it's about time to start training 😉...