Grayson:"Wanna go have dinner with the rest of the pack again?" Prince Shithead asks. Uhhhhhhhhh... I didn't want to offend him by saying that his pack is a bunch of assholes, but truly I'd rather skip dinner than get roasted over there again.Prince Shithead must've read my thoughts or something."Or maybe we could just order some pizza and stay here. If you want," He adds. A tiny smile made its way on my face."Sure," I reply. A few minutes later, we were laying on the bed an empty box of pizza."I'm full," I state, chewing on the crust of my last pizza."Same here," He responds. He ate 5 slices, and I ate 3. We both stayed silent for a while."Thanks," I finally say. He looks at me, confused."For what?" He asks. I shrug."For not making me go down there," I answer. He chuckles."I didn't want to go there either. Delilah's such a pain in the ass. I can't believe that I used to date her," He says."You were dating her?" I ask in disbelief. Well, I don't know why I'm surprised, I m

Grayson: This time, I put on a different dress. A simple white lacy dress. The maids put white flowers in my hair and gave me some white jewelry to accessorize. I guess I looked okay.Just as I finish getting ready, Prince Shithead walks in. "Boii, you be lookin' fiiiiineeee," Grace says. Strangely, I found myself agreeing with her. His chestnut-brown hair is neatly slicked back, and he's wearing a fitting suit, which subtly defines his muscles. "That dress is definetely better," He states, eying me up and down. I can't even get mad at him checking me out, because I'm doing the same. Ok maybe I should stop. His eyes travel up to my face, and he's once again staring into my eyes, slightly frowning. He actually thought I was going to take off my contact lenses"Can we like, go now?" I ask impatiently. I was getting pretty hungry... Prince Shithead chuckles, before stepping to my side."Shall we go, m'lady?" He asks, holding out his hand for me. I glare at him."Yes we fucking shall,

Grayson:As we walk out of her office, I notice that I feel way better than I was before. "It's because of Mate. That story was hilarious!" Grace says. I'll admit, he did put a smile on my face. I glance at him, realizing that he was already staring at me."What?" I ask."Nothing," He responds, looking away. I shrug as we keep on walking. Suddenly, I hear someone behind us shout:"Hey Gabe!" We turn around to see a very handsome boy, smiling at Gabe."Ugh, what are you doing here?" Gabe asks, clearly annoyed. The guy put his hands up in surrender."Hey! I just wanted to visit, and- Oh damn!" He says, his eyes trailing all over my body. A smirk came onto his face. "I'd definitely tap that. Sup babe?" He flirts. Before I can say anything, I'm pulled back. Gabe holds me behind him, while growling at the stranger. "Mine!" He snarls. He puffs his muscular chest out, and clenches his fists, making his biceps appear bigger as he tries to look as intimidating as possible. "God damn! That

Grayson:I reach over to the other side of the bed, but it's empty. I open my eyes, slightly alarmed by Gabe's absence. I grab my phone to check the time, and notice a text from Gabe:«Sorry babe. Had to go to work. I'll see you tonight ;)» I frown, but get up anyway. After showering and brushing my teeth, I get dressed in a pair of ripped jeans and a black top, and make my way downstairs to eat breakfast. After a nice meal of bacon and eggs, I walk to the castle gates. Just as I'm about to step out, a guard stops me."Sorry Luna. Alpha ordered us to keep you inside," He said. My brows furrow in confusion. "What? Why?" I ask. He shrugs. I try to step out again, but he just blocks me."You are not allowed," He states. "Just let me go, Gabe won't know," I argue, still trying to get past. He shaked his head."I can't do so unless he lets me," He replies, crossing his arms over his chest. I roll my eyes and pull out my phone, calling Gabe:"Gray, don't call me while I'm at work," Is th

"Umm are you gonna finish that sentence?" She asks, after a while of me just staring at her chest. I open my mouth to talk, but my throat is dry. I try to look into her eyes, but my eyes are literally glued in place, unable to look away. "Stop staring at my tits!" Gray yells, crossing her arms over her chest. I instantly look back up to her eyes and gulp, trying to moisten my throat. "Right. S-sorry, umm... I-I just want to say th-thanks for this. The p-p-pendant actually looks familiar, I'll ask m-my dad about it later. I th-think it's a pack symbol, I m-mean like, th-the things engraved on it," I stutter, looking back at the pendant. Fuck that was a lot of stuttering."Let me see," She says, leaning over my desk with one hand and grabbing the pendant with another, examining it. In this position, I can practically see down her shirt. Her breasts are almost completely out of her top, and I can feel my eyes darkening in lust. The front of my jeans become so tight that it's almost pai