I flipped open my eyes and turned around on the bed and in that moment, I was glad that I were still laying on the bed because the wave of vertigo that hit me as I turned would have been enough to knock me off my feet. Shutting my eyes tight again, I tried to will the banging in my head away but it remained no matter how much I tried. The bed beside me felt cold, which was proof that Greyson had left me for a while, he probably had not slept with me at all, or also felt like I had been sleeping for a good couple of hours now. The only good thing that came from sleeping this long was the fact that I now felt in total control of myself and my wolf. Being consumed by so much anger and losing control as much as I did earlier had been very challenging, for both my body and mind and it wasn’t something I wanted to go through again. I needed to check up on Jessy and then maybe sleep in the same bed with her. It would help me relax better if I knew that I was closer to my daughter. I mov
Greyson’s POV:The room was dimly lit as always, jam packed with bodies gyrating on each other all over the large dance floor. The loud music was too much to bear but I forced myself to stay put, I didn’t have anything to return to anyway and going back to the guest house that had become my home for the time being in the SilverMoon pack would only bury me deeper and deeper into the misery and sorrow that was currently eating at my soul. Everything was a blur, the people on the downstage dancing, the servers moving up and down the large hall, even Smith that was currently sat by my side. “Greyson, you’re here to let go of all that sad energy not drown yourself in alcohol. You’ve consumed an abnormally large amount and even being an Alpha wouldn’t be able to stop the effects soon. You need to stop drinking.” Smith advised.His words went through one ear and went out of the other. I continued to pour the drink shot after shot into my throat and I could already feel the drowsy effects
“Well don’t you think it is mean to give me a white crayon to color on a white piece of paper Jessy?” Smith asked.“No.” Jessy replied.I smiled lightly, while stirring the pot of food on the stove and listening to the conversation coming from the living area.“I’m not coloring with you then.” Smith said.“No, no. You have to colow Smith.” Jessy said.“Then give me a better crayon. Give me the green one.”“No.”“The purple one then.” Smith insisted.“I wan the purple one too.” “Jessy you’re not being fair right now. If you want me to color with you then you have to give me an actual color, you can’t give me a white crayon and ask me to color with you that’s being selfish.” Smith said and I could tell that he was getting annoyed already from the tone of his voice. I was just about to go and intervene when the two came whirling into the kitchen. Jessy with her crayon box in her hands and Smith with the singular white one and the drawing book in his.“Mommy, Smith no wan to colow with
Greyson’s POV: The space in front of me looked blurry and hard as I tried, I couldn’t get anything to make sense, just the same way it had been for the past week now. I could at this point conclude that I had never felt this miserable or empty in my entire life. Not even when my mate died did I feel this way.There was such an empty, hollow feeling in my chest and over the last two weeks I had tried to fill the void but to no avail. The office that I was sat in was currently upside down, torn from top to bottom by my maniac rage that would overcome me every once in a while, same with my bedroom and the bottles of alcohol that were scattered around me also evidences of my suffering.When Freya and Jessy had begun to matter so much in my life I wouldn’t be able to tell, but now that they were gone, it truly felt like they took a part of me with them. I missed Freya so much, her scent, the sound of her laughter, her open book kind of face and how happy she made me. I missed listening
Two weeks without Greyson. I couldn’t explain how I was feeling if I were asked. Everything in me craved the Alpha and that scared me more than I could explain. Since when did I become so attached?Greyson was my first love and he really did show me good love. Not the kind that made me ask questions each day, or the kind that left me uncertain and longing. He showed me the kind of love that filled a void that had begun in my chest for a long time. I could quite honestly say that I was addicted to the man but I couldn’t exactly tell why. What I knew was, two weeks away from him was making me very depressed. Day in and out, I thought about him and what he had done to me and I weighed my options. There was no anger left in me anymore. Two weeks away from him was enough to quench the rest of it, I was left with only sadness and emptiness, but I couldn’t bring myself to pack my things and go back to his home. I didn’t have the strength or courage to do it. So everyday when Smith menti
Even in the darkness of the room, I could still see every inch of the man that laid beside me. It was surreal, being back at the mansion and sharing a bed with the man that I loved once more. I ran a finger across his cheeks and smiled when he shivered from my movements. It was so peaceful watching him sleep like this. He looked so young and innocent and it was difficult to not love him more in this moment. True to his words, Greyson had been a complete sweetheart since I got here. Which wasn’t very difficult for the Alpha since sweetness was kind of his forte. Everything felt different but it was still the same. That was conflicting, even for myself. But some things changed upon my return. Like my position in the household. I was no longer a maid here and no matter what I said or did, Greyson had made it clear that it would remain that way. As much as that changed, some things remained the same way, like Jessy and Greyson’s love for each other which only grew more and more beaut
“Jessy?” I called out once I got closer to her door. The silence coming from her room was too suspicious.And I confirmed it when I pulled open her door to find the room empty. Greyson had been having series of meetings since that morning and Jessy kept insisting on being around him in the way that she was getting used to. I had no doubt that the little minx had found her way there in the last couple of minutes that I left her alone to play by herself. I sighed heavily before moving towards the office door. Knocking softly, I silently hoped to not be disturbing the meeting. Once I heard Greyson’s voice inviting me into the room, I pushed open the door. “Hi Freya!” Smith’s voice greeted me first and I offered him a wide smile. I hadn’t seen the Beta since I left his home and I had been hoping to catch up a little with him after the meeting.“Hi Smith!” I called out, giving him a small wave which he returned before turning my attention back to Greyson. Who currently had a sleeping Je
I stood from chair on the dresser where I had previously been sat drying my hair and with a sly smirk on his face, Greyson stalked towards me. Pulling me by the waist and into his body the moment he was close enough, he spoke. “You smell heavenly.” He commented and I smirked.“It’s the power of a shower. You should try it sometime.” I teased and the Alpha threw his head back and let out a big laugh. One that sounded like if came from the pit of his belly. So genuine and warm.“I will. After dessert.” He said and before I could respond he dipped his head and claimed my lips in the softest kiss. The feeling of Greyson’s lips molding against mine was heavenly and I could not help my eyes fluttering shut at the feeling. We had surely shared kisses since I returned back to the mansion but none felt like this one. Tugging on the rope that held my robe together, I gasped softly when Greyson pulled open the robe and let it hit the ground. He led us both to the bed and there he also strippe