"What the heck is going on?" I question him in a light whisper. My heart bouncing erratically in my chest.

"I'm trying to get some secret alone time with you. I saw what Damien was trying to do back there. He wanted to get a rise it of me. So I gave him quite the show. Sorry, I guess I had you believing it too..." he says lightly. His hand reaches up and touches my cheek. Light tingles spread form his fingertips and throughout my body. My wolf purrs in satisfaction.

My eyes finally start adjusting to the dimly lit room. I can see the adoration and love seeping from his gaze.

"You... you don't hate me?"

"Hate you? Never. I told you, I love you. I'm never going to hate you." He reaches down and pecks my lips gently, but sensually. I close my eyes and moan into the small, loving gesture. Then he pulls away. My eyes snap open to find a large smile is spread large across his cheeks. "Congratulations by the way. You're going to make a great mother."

My eyes widen in disbelief. "You mean you're not mad?"

"Mad? Mad that the love of my life is pregnant with my child? Never."

My jaw drops to the floor, "but... wait.. what... how did you?"

"I mean it's pretty evident. Although you have a mark on your neck, you never marked Damien. That was the first sign to me that you didn't want to be in a mated pair with him. Then, when we had sex for the second time, you brought up the fact that you haven't done it in a while. I kind of put two and two together." 

"You can't let Damien know that you know!" I blurt out really fast. My heart pumping rapidly in my chest. 

"I kind of figured that when you ended up telling the whole squad that you're having his child. Why lie though? Why not use this opportunity and leave him?" He asks me gently. I can hear a bit of hurt in his tone.

I sigh, and reach down to grab his hands in mine. I gently massage them with my thumbs, rubbing them back and fourth in a soothing way, trying to calm his nerves. "If I could, then I would. He's threatened you before, and he threatened to kick you out again, but this time, the stakes are higher. If the Alpha were to find out, he'd have me killed and then he'd kick you out as a rogue again. And trust me, I've seen my fair shares of rogues and they don't last long on their own out there. I'm just trying my best to protect you and the baby."

He sighs. He leans his head down and rests his forehead on the top of my head. "You need to stop carrying the world on your shoulders. We're in this together. I'm going to get you out of this situation, but I'm going to need you to not keep secrets from me, okay? No more deception, no more lying."

I feel my chest swell with adoration and love. I had no idea having someone care so much about me was going to feel this amazing. It makes me question if I even deserve his love. He's been nothing but honest with me and I've done nothing but deceive him and keep secrets. 

"I understand," I finally answer. "No more secrets between the two of us. I promise."

He smiles in the darkness of this tiny closet. He lifts his right hand and gently strokes my hair in a praising, yet comforting, manner. I glance up into his green eyes. There's a small sparkle in them. I feel my lips up-curling into an unintentional smile. I really do love this man. 

"Speaking of secrets, I came across the Alpha and Beta speaking the other day. It wasn't clear exactly what they were talking about, but I think our pack may be moving locations soon... Isn't that weird? I've never lived any place but here." I tell Greyson. 

"Moving places? Where do you think we're going?"

I shrug in the darkness. "I have no clue, Damien interrupted me before I could hear everything they were talking about. But I think moving is probably in the best interest of the pack. I mean after the fight with the hunter's it's pretty well known that everyone knows where our current pack house is. It's almost dangerous to stay here." 

"Agreed. I think it's a smart move on the Alpha's part. Do you think that we're going to start moving in the next month?"

I shrug again. "Like I said, I have little information on the subject, but I think he mentioned something about testing the area by sending some omegas to stay in the new place before the rest of the pack follows suit."

"To see if the other place is safe?"

"Yup."

"Smart." 

"Indeed, but don't worry, you won't be a part of that group. He still needs you for the squad."

Greyson sighs, "Yeah I figured." 

"What do you seem so depressed about?" I ask him reaching up and grasping his chin lightly between my thumb and pointer finger. 

"Nothing, I just worry about this place and you. This pack is already a disaster waiting to happen. You have to walk around on eggshells to avoid confrontation of other pack mates. Now that it's been discovered where we are, I just want the moving process to hurry up..."

I laugh, "You're worried about me? That's sweet, but you know I can handle myself. I've protected myself far before you came to this pack, I think I can continue handling the dangerous situations surrounding me."

He grasps my hand that's holding onto his face. He cups it and gently kisses the back of it. "I know, but knowing you're strength won't stop me from worrying."

"You know..." I tell him. "I was thinking and I really don't think I want to stay in this pack once the baby is born..." I glance up to check his reaction. To my surprise, I see a smile. 

I'm not sure what I was expecting, but I definitely wasn't expecting him to be happy. Me wanting to leave means uncertainty for us. If he chooses to come with me, that would leave us as rogues, and honestly, I haven't heard many, if any, success stories about rogues out on their own. 

"What made you come to that conclusion?" He asks me. 

"Well, I remember when you were talking to me about girls being able to chose their mates in other packs, and I think that's the type of world I want to raise my child in. I was also speaking with Trinity, and she was telling me a little bit about the outside world, and although women may not be fully equal, she said girl's have so many options." I sigh and reach down with my free hand to touch my stomach, "and I have a strong fear that I may not be carrying the boy everyone's been hoping for."

"I think your logic is sound. I don't want to raise our child in this pack either, and I most certainly don't want the child to be raised thinking Damien is his or her father." I hear a small growl rumble in his chest. "I will get us out of here Lucia, I can promise you that. I just need you to trust me and wait a little while longer."

I raise an eyebrow. "You've said that before, that you're going to get us out of here. But what do you mean?" 

He sighs. "I mean I will get us away from this pack."

I grunt. "But how?"

"Patients." He whispers and leans down and kisses my head. 

"Patients? You just said no secrets between the two of us?" I tell him in a questioning manner. What type of stunt is he trying to pull here?

"I know, but trust me, you will understand everything soon. I just... This is just something that I can't talk about yet. I promise, I will explain everything to you soon."

My heart thumps rapidly in my chest. The way he's talking makes it seem like he's not only hiding something, but he's hiding something huge. He expects me to tell him all my secrets but he won't reciprocate...? I know I should fully trust him, but if there's anything you learn in this pack it's that it is every man for themselves out here. What if he's using me? 

"Greyson, I want to trust you, but you need to understand that you hiding things from me is going to hurt whatever it is we have between us. I trust you, I do. But when you're asking me to be one-hundred percent truthful with you but you aren't reciprocating, I'm going to question you and your motives." I tell him, taking a small step backwards, distancing myself a bit. I can't let my wolf's and my body's obsession with him cloud my vision of what's really going on. 

"Lucia," He says taking a step closer to me again, closing the distance. "There's... there's a lot I need to tell you. And there's a lot I need to explain. But right now, isn't the best time." His eyes connect with mine. I don't see an ounce of dishonesty, but that still doesn't change the fact that he's keeping secrets. 

"I need you to tell me Greyson." I whisper, glancing between his eyes, searching for any sign of the truth. 

A bit of restraint and hurt seeps into his green eyes. I can see the conflict rising in his head. It's as if he wants to tell me, but something is actually preventing the words from coming out. His jaw clenches and he leans his head down to place his forehead against the top of my head. He inhales, then releases his breath slowly. 

"Lucia... I can't tell you everything right now. But I need you to know that I really do love you and that no matter what happens I want to be with you." 

My heart thumps in my chest. "You're starting to scare me."

"I know. And it's not fair of me to make you promise to stay with me no matter what. Just know that no matter what happens, everything that's ever happened between the two of us has been genuine. I've never lied to you about my feelings for you. That's a fact."

I feel my breathing quicken. I don't like the sound of this at all. "What are you trying to tell me?"

"I... I may not have been exactly who I said I am..." 

Silence floats around the two of us. My body freezes and all I can hear is my nervous heartbeat pounding in my ears. Did I hear him right? He's not who I think he is? What is that supposed to mean? 

"So... so you've been lying to me, this whole time?"

"No!" He pauses, "Well... it's complicated."

"I-...I... Then... Who are you?" My thoughts fumble around in my head, twisting in ways I don't understand. As my mind races in rapid, confusing circles a sharp pain cracks through my neck. I flinch as the pain rapidly spreads throughout my whole body. I groan as my legs go weak. Greyson reaches out and catches my arms. I lean my weight on him.

"Lucia what's wrong?" He asks, his voice soothing and low. Yet I still don't know what to think about him. He's just confessed to lying to me about who he is. 

"The mark... I'm... I'm fine." I say, trying to stand up on my own. 

My wolf howls in pain. I feel her focusing her energy on protecting my stomach area. She's doing her best keeping the baby from feeling pain, in doing so, I'm feeling more pain in the rest of my body. 

I groan as another wave strikes me. Just then, Greyson's grip on my arms tightens. He steps towards me, pushing my back up against the closet wall. "Lucia, I also said I'm going to fix this, you remember me saying that right?"

"Yes..." I manage to squeak out through the stabbing pain. 

It feels like a fire is tearing through my body. All my limbs feel like they might sizzle off at any moment. My hands wrap around Greyson's biceps for support. I squeeze them as another burst of pain seizes through my body. 

"I have an idea, but before I do anything I need to know if you're still willing to trust me and my feelings for you."

"Not..." I hiss inward, "not the time.... to.. ask me... that." I groan through the pain. I squeeze harder.

"Lucia, I need to know."

My wolf groans in agony as she puts all her energy into taking away the pain from my womb. I can barely think straight with this pain I'm in. Why is he asking me this now? I mean, I do love him... but he lied to me. Apparently I don't even know who he is. But why, even though I know that, do I still trust him and want to be with him? My wolf, even though she is marked by another still wants Greyson, even over her mate. Love is blinding, and I'm scared I might be making a mistake here, but for some reason, my heart is still calling out to him.

"I... I still want to be with... you." I manage to mumble out, "but... but I'm still not... not happy with... you." I groan through the searing pain. My body is on fire. The pain has almost never been this bad before. 

"I wouldn't expect you to be. Do you trust me?"

"Yes," I hiss, gripping his arms. I must be hurting him... My grip hasn't loosened once. 

"I hope this works," he comments. 

A moment later my back is more firmly pressed against the wall. Greyson releases my right arm and reaches his left hand up to move my head to the side, revealing the left side of my neck. A moment later he leans down. His mouth covers up Damien's mark. As he makes contact with my skin, a worse, stabbing, pain crushes through me. I scream, and bite my lip to try and mumble it as best as possible. My stomach churns nauseatingly from the pain. I feel pressure sinking into my shoulder followed by a flowing of blood. The stabbing pain aches for another moment, but slowly starts dwindling away. The fire that was raging through my body suddenly dissipates. My muscles, which were tensed from me trying to bear the pain, suddenly relax. I feel my body starting to collapse. Greyson suddenly pulls back from my shoulder, a bit of blood dripping down his lips. I glance up at him, eyeing him curiously.

My legs give out, I feel myself fall momentarily but Greyson catches me instantly. 

I feel my breath panting rapidly. "What... what happened? How did you do that? How did you... how did you make the pain go away?" I ask him.

I shakily reach up to my mark on my shoulder. I touch the warm skin that's soaked in fresh crimson blood. I pull my fingers away to look and confirm the sight of my blood. Wait, did he..?

"I gave you my mark instead."

"How..? I thought that... I thought that once you were marked, you were mated for life..."

"Think about the one exception to that rule."

"An exception..." I rake my mind for anything. Mating is always supposed to be for life. Mom used to tell me... wait... Mom and the Beta. They were mates, but Emmanuel found his true mate. "True mates?" I ask. 

He nods his head. "Yeah. I had a strong suspicion, my wolf reacts so well to you. Even after you were marked by another, he still wanted you. Did you feel that too?"

I nod my head, "Yeah, she wanted you even more than the wolf that marked her." I tell him. "And, I always felt a connection with you. So, this whole time, we have been true mates?"

He nods his head. "I thought it was the case until you and Damien were announced as mates. I didn't realize that you were forced into it. I thought you chose to be his mate as well. The anger in me was beyond belief, and I didn't think a true mate would select another partner over them so I questioned it for a while, but now I'm certain." 

"So now... Now I'm not connected to Damien?"

Greyson shakes his head left and right, "Nope. You're all mine." He smirks, leans his head down and kisses my lips sweetly. I moan and kiss him back tenderly. 

My arms slink up to his neck and wrap around him, pulling him closer to me. Our lips move in synch with one another. My tongue soon meets with his and I moan even more, pulling him as close to me as I can get him. His fingers land on my hips and slink down the skirt of my maid outfit. 

"As much as I hate you having to do this job," he mumbles on my lips, "you sure pull off the uniform well."

I roll my eyes, "you're such a typical guy." 

He laughs on my lips. He deepens the kiss and pushes my back against the wall fiercely. His fingers slip down and onto my bare legs. His fingers linger on my skin for a while, sending tingles throughout my whole body. 

"You, know," I mumble as his fingers trail up my skin and towards my underwear, "I'm still mad at you."

We continue kissing, he smirks against my lips, "I think I can change that."

"I highly doubt it-" His fingers slip into my underwear and travel straight to my core. My arms slink down from his neck and grasp onto his shoulder. He slips into me. He starts pumping his fingers in a mind boggling rhythm, sending my mind in a whirlwind of pleasure. 

He continues his treacherous pursuit for a long while. My breathing grows harsh as I feel a build up in my core. Pleasure and bliss blow through my body in the next few minutes. My fingers squeeze Greyson's shoulders tight and suddenly I feel a release and relax under him. He smirks at me and pulls his fingers out from my underwear and slows our kissing. He fixes my skirt and breaks the kiss. I'm still panting.

"Forgive me yet?"

I glance up at him and raise an eyebrow, "No." He sighs. "I'm going to need to know everything." I tell him, managing to get control of my muscles again. I try to gain control over my breathing but it's still rushed and my heart is still pumping wildly. 

He nods his head, "I know, and I will tell you, I promise. Just not right now. First I need to take care of something else." He lets go of me and I look up at him curiously.

"What do you need to take care of?" 

"Something that I should have disposed of a long time ago." He growls under his breath and turns towards the door of the closet. He opens it wide and storms out. I quickly follow behind him. 

"What do you mean? Where are you going?"

"To kick Damien's ass."