He buried his face in Indianna's hair, inhaling deeply. He had missed everything about her. He never wanted to let her go.
"Is it you, is it really you?" She cried into his chest.
"Hey," he said. She felt his hands grab her face and tilt her head up to look at him. "I'm here." His grip was strong and Indianna shakily placed her hands over his. "I'm here, Indianna. I'm here."
"I've dreamed of touching you again," Indianna whispered.
Greyson smiled and wiped the tears from her cheek. "Oh, sugar, I know."
"You're alive," Indianna said. She was in shock. She didn't understand.
"The bastard never actually killed me," Greyson said. "What a bitch, huh?"
Indianna couldn't help but laugh, but she hit him in the chest. "Don't joke about that!" She said suddenly, tears springing to her eyes. "You were dead! I couldn't feel you! You were gone!"
"I'm never going to be gone," Greyson whispered and caught Indianna's hands. He kissed them and took a deep breath. "I promise you, Indianna. Never."
Indianna was unsure how long she had been in Greyson's arms. Holding him. Her headache had gone, the hot flushes had vanished and the only reason she felt faint was due to the shock. "I love you," she whispered. She repeated it over and over again.
"I know," Greyson murmured and ran his fingers through Indianna's long hair. "And I love you."
"I don't understand," she said. "I can't, I don't- G-Greyson."
"Don't talk," Greyson said. "Just let me hold you, sugar."
"Is this real?" Indianna said. "I've dreamt of you, I could be dreaming."
Greyson pressed his lips to Indianna's and she melted. Warmth filled her and she relaxed immediately. Only the touch of her mate could make her feel this way. "You would know if that was a dream," Greyson said.
Tears formed in Indianna's eyes again. "I've missed you."
Greyson swallowed and blinked. He was holding back tears. "Let's get up from the grass, shall we?" Greyson stood and pulled Indianna with him. She didn't let go of him and he didn't move his arms from around her. Greyson stiffened when he looked over to where Rogue was previously standing. He was no longer there. "Good riddance," Greyson muttered.
A cough made Greyson look over at Harry who was staring at him. He was expressionless. "Greyson," he said as Greyson and Indianna walked over to Harry.
"Brother," Greyson said and pulled away from Indianna to embrace Harry in a hug. More tears formed as Indianna watched this and she wiped her damp cheeks. Neither Greyson or Harry where talking, but they didn't need to share words in this moment. "I come back from the dead and even that doesn't make you shed a tear," Greyson said after they pulled apart. "You haven't changed."
Harry gripped onto Greyson's shoulder tightly. "You're back."
Greyson raised an eyebrow. "Glad you've realised."
Harry couldn't help but laughed. "You haven't changed."
Greyson reached out for Indianna and wrapped his arms tightly around her again. He kissed the top of her head. "You've got a lot to fill me in on."
"We need to get you home and cleaned up first. You look exhausted. You need rest," Indianna said. He reached up and touched Greyson's cheek. "You're bruised. Did he... were you-"
"I'm fine," Greyson said. "I can handle a few cuts and bruises. I did handle it."
"What did he do to you?" She whispered.
Greyson frowned. "You really don't need to know that, sugar, but it was nothing I couldn't handle."
"Now really isn't the time to act tough," Harry snapped.
"Honestly, Rogue thought he was doing a lot more damage than he did," Greyson said. "They used wolfsbane, it's a poison, it's why I've not healed."
"We need to get you to Doc," Indianna said. She gripped Greyson's hand tightly. "We're going home, now."
Greyson raised an eyebrow, surprised at Indianna's sterness. "Yes, ma'am," he whispered into her ear. "I forgot what it did to me when you turned all strict."
Indianna hit his chest. "This is not the time or place, Greyson. I'm still processing this and my mind is in overdrive. Can we please get you home where you're safe and then you can be your annoying self."
Greyson couldn't help but smirk. "God, I've missed you."
"Stay here," Harry said. "I'll collect the car and pick you two up. We can't risk people seeing you, Greyson."
"Right," Greyson said and his eyes narrowed, anger flashing through them. "The whole town thinks I'm dead. Because of Rogue."
Harry disappeared and Indianna looked up at Greyson. "Talk to me," she said quietly.
"I will," Greyson said slowly. "I'll tell you everything, I promise. You just need to give me time. I guess I'm a little bit all over the place as well."
"How can I help?" Indianna asked.
"Don't leave my sight," Greyson said firmly. "You can help me by being with me. Just the thought of you, sugar, kept me sane. The thought of eventually coming back to you kept me strong. You saved my life, Indianna. You are the one and only reason why I survived Rogue."
*
The pack house was quiet when they arrived and Greyson was glad. He wasn't ready to deal with anyone, explain anything. All he wanted was Indianna and nothing else. He was just wanted to spend the night with her and deal with being an Alpha tomorrow.
"You have to tell the pack," Harry said when the three of them got out of the car. "They're not stupid, people will realise that there's something off. They'll notice your scent."
"They'll have questions," Greyson sighed.
"Of course they will."
"I've not seen my mate in months, I want one night with her before shit gets serious," Greyson snapped. "I don't care that people will have questions, the questions will still be there tomorrow. Let me rest, let me hold my mate and tomorrow I will be the Alpha."
Harry stared at Greyson for a few moments before nodding. "I'll tell Ace and Kal, we'll inform the pack of your return. Ace will arrange a meeting for tomorrow. They're going to want to see living proof."
"Do not tell my family, I will. And make sure the meeting is tomorrow evening. I want to see you guys in the day and we need to come up with a plan."
"A plan?"
"Do you think I've spent months being physically and mentally tortured and I'm just going to let it go now I've been allowed back?" Greyson scoffed. "We're going to kill Rogue, for good this time."
Indianna felt something she hadn't felt in a long time. Hope.
*