“You look good. Besides, we're almost dressed the same.”
“Yes, but these areyourclothes,” I protest. “They’re hanging on me. It looks terrible.”
“I guess that's a fair point, although I still think you look good.”
I look away from him, unable to contain my embarrassment. “I was told that my clothes would be sent over to your house. I'm sorry, but can I just wait in the car?”
“You know what? The meeting can always be rescheduled. Thankfully, that's going to be your job.”
My eyes widen. “You want to move the meeting because of me? No, you should—”
He silences me by shaking his head. “It's not an important meeting. Besides, Graham and Nate want me to take some time off work. I guess this is a way of doing that.”
A wave of relief washes over me when Grant returns to his car. Part of me feels guilty, but I'm even happier that I don't have to wait in an empty car for however long the meeting is supposed to take.
Grant dials a number once we’re back inside. “Our meeting will have to be rescheduled. Something unavoidable came up, and I have to attend to it.” There's some silence as the alpha concentrates on the call. “Alright. I'll talk to you soon.” he places the phone in the compartment between us.
That seemed so easy.
“Where are we going now?”
“We're going to my house,” Grant says. “I'm assuming you wouldn't want to go out, so we're just going to order food and pass the night there. By morning, we'll be on our way.”
Grant sees the confusion on my face and laughs. “Don't worry. You'll understand soon.”
We drive through the streets in silence. I keep my distance again without meaning to. I'm not sure I'm ready to handle Grant's intensity.
“How's Tom doing?” Grant asks. His tone is even, but I can tell that there's something more. Grant may be trying to get some information out of me.
“He's okay. I haven't really talked to him since I got here.”
“He personally recommended you, huh? The two of you must be close.”
“Not really,” I admit. “I guess he's just a good alpha and saw that I needed something else.”
Grant raises an eyebrow but keeps his eyes on the road. “Something else?”
“He admitted that I need a stronger alpha if I am ever going to master my wolf side.”
Grant doesn't seem fazed by this. “Is that the only reason?”
I shake my head. “Tom said I need some stability. He has a migrant pack and they usually move in cities. He figured that being close to nature is what I need. I didn't think that meant I'd end up in the city.”
“We're only staying the night here,” he explains. “I have a home in the city, but I hardly stay in it. Most of the time, as you will learn soon, we'll be staying on our own protected land.”
“Oh, that makes sense now. Do you know Tom?”
“I became friends with him after he took over the pack.”
I stare at Grant, not knowing if he's telling the truth or not. They're so different, with Grant being more of what I'd imagined an alpha to be.
Still, I get the sense that Grant is much older than he looks. I can't deny that if we were under different circumstances, I would think of him with more passion and desire in mind.
We enter an upscale part of town, clearly different from all the narrow streets we've passed through. This only surprises me because it doesn't seem like the sort of place Grant would want to live.
The alpha gives off the vibe of a very outdoorsy person, not the sort to enjoy the slow lifestyle of a gated community, but I could clearly be wrong.
We reach a large wrought iron gate. Grant clicks a button on his phone, and the gate gives way for us to drive into the compound. “That's really fancy.”
