Chapter 22

Indianna paused and raised her eyebrow. "Need? Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"I don't think we do-"

"Shut up, sugar, and let's go."

"You go, I'll just chill here." Indianna took a step backwards and Greyson chuckled, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into his chest.

"No needles," he said into her ear. "I promise."

"I don't want to go," she said.

"You have to."

"Make me."

"Think about what you just said, Indie," Greyson whispered, sliding his hands down to her ass. He lowered his head and grazed Indianna's lip with his teeth. The tingles shot through her like electricity and she bit her lip, looking up into Greyson's dark eyes.

"No needles and no weird werewolf crap," Indianna warned, gulping as she moved Greyson's hands away from her ass.

"Please elaborate on wha