chapter 15. Pain of Separation

BELLE Grayson’s eyes darkened the second the words left my tongue, and I immediately moved back, worried that he would turn into a wolf again. He watched me closely. When he saw me moving away from him he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When his eyes opened again, they were back to their normal color. “Belle,” he breathed out. “You don’t know it now because I’m with you, but if I were to, for some odd reason, let you go, you would somehow find your way back to me.” I shook my head, ready to disagree and argue, but he kept talking. “Do you remember how it felt when I was away from you yesterday? How you almost fainted and were in immense pain?” I winced at the memory, but I nodded my head glumly. “Now imagine that pain intensified by ten. You were only downstairs, a floor away from me, when that happened. I don’t even want to think about what would happen if you were even farther away. Plus, your instincts would tell you to come back to me if I didn’t get to you fir