Filthy rich werewolves novel Chapter 104

Jason studied Grace who was still in a deep slumber. He felt marginally better having had the doctor examine her. But seeing her so still and lifeless, it was like the vice around his chest wouldn’t loosen.

“Grace, wake up.”

She didn’t move.

“Sister, you have a fever and you need to take this medicine.”

Still nothing.

He set the glass of water on the table and grabbed the pill. Problem was, he didn’t have enough hands to hold her up, hold the glass and insert the pill into her mouth.

He tried to coax her once more. “Sister, open your mouth.” He placed the medicine in his hand by her rather dry lips. "Be good and take the medicine."

However, she subconsciously pursed her lips tighter. He could not even get the pill in, let alone have her swallow it.

Jason muttered a curse. Her body was hot to the touch and she’d continue to dehydrate if he couldn’t bring her fever down. Maybe he should just call an EMT and get her back into a hospital ward, at least they’d be able to run an IV and administer more drugs intravenously.

But even as he thought it, he knew she hated being in the hospital and that such places brought bad memories for her.

It wasn’t so different for him.

“Come now, Sister, help me.” He made sure his voice was soft. Without any of the command or desperation he was feeling.

When she seemed to relax, he adjusted his hold and put the pill into his own mouth with a sip of water. Then he lifted her up and tilted her head. Holding her gently, he coaxed her mouth open with his own lips. He used the tip of his tongue to press the pill inside then he allowed the water into her mouth. He angled her head back.

“That’s it, swallow for me.”

When her throat moved, he took another sip of water and repeated his efforts.

The press of her soft lips against his, the feel of her tongue, it brought to life everything inside him.

She curled into his embrace and he held her close.

He wanted more. Of course he wanted more. But given the circumstances, that was just a reminder of how mindless this woman made him.

She was scarcely conscious, burning up with fever, and still he craved her like a drug.

His lips pressed into a straight line.

What kind of animal was he?

"Grace..." he mumbled softly, calling her name.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense him and gradually opened her eyes. Her misty gaze landed on him.

He was slightly stunned and felt an unexpected wave of anxiety at that moment. Would she resent that he had kissed her? His heart sank. Had he taken advantage of her in some way?

Jason silently studied her. Grace was… beautiful. The longer he was in her presence, the more her steely strength and gentle nature endeared him. The flush on her face only accented the shape of brows and mouth. He caught himself staring at that mouth, thinking about the softness of her lips, and the way that barest kiss had made him want more.

His feelings for her were growing.

The more time he spent with her, the more he could not imagine his life without her in it.

He didn’t know what that meant for his future.

And he didn't want to.

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"Dad! Mom!" Zoe hastily went to complain to her parents the next day. "Yesterday, Brother hit me because of Grace! He took her side over mine—and Lily was there too. How could he embarrass us like that?!? And you have to know that Lily was furious. It was like he was picking that piece of trash ex over Lily!”

Sean 's expression was grave as he sat in the Stevens residence's living room. He paid no mind to his sister's complaints as his mind was full of the actions Jason would be taking to retaliate for Grace's injury.

"You came across Grace yesterday?" their father asked.

"Yes, we did," Zoe replied indignantly. "She's just a road sweeper but she shopped at the mall and even entered a luxury store! And Sean had the nerve to try and buy her off! He wrote a huge check—”

“That is enough!”