“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

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

“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

“Freya, Freya!” The voice sounded far away but I could swear that it was the 60th time the person was calling my name and all I wanted to do was scream.I was currently in a magical world of food and fun and this person kept trying to pull me out of it and the thoughts that clouded my head was to scratch their eyes out with my claws. All I wanted was more sleep, how was that too much to ask for? “Babe, come on you have to get up. We’ve got training today, remember?” Finally the voice sounded close enough and Greyson should be thankful that I was in love with him. Or else his eyes would be missing. I finally flipped my eyes open and I groaned when the light that flooded the room, blinded me momentarily. Of course, the man had gone and opened the curtains. I groaned once more burying my head into my pillow and pulling the sheets over it. All I needed was more sleep, I was finally able to sleep after a while and now I had to get up early. Why does bad things always happen to good peop

“Jessy careful, you’re going to mess up yourself and we don’t have the time to change your clothes again.” Greyson said softly to the four years old.It has been three days since Clara gave the news of my pregnancy and I couldn’t even begin to describe the kind of high I was currently on if I were given the chance. This was certainly more pleasant than with Jessy’s pregnancy where I was treated worse than I could explain.Right now, I was the most pampered girl in the whole world and I had Greyson to be thank for that. He was elated about the news and I could see the sparkle in his eyes every time that they fell onto my stomach. His excitement was contagious and it spread and affected myself and Jessy too.When we had broken the news to the four years old she had decided to pat my stomach gently and did not stop until three hours later when she grew very tired and her father had to plead with her to stop. Now, for the first time we were going for a check up. Greyson had tried to make