Semua Bab Shy: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Doc had retrieved something from a cupboard, and Indianna screamed when she felt him securing something soft around her ankles. The same restraints were then placed on her wrists, and Greyson let go of her, only for her arms to be pulled down to her sides. She couldn't move. Soft restraints around her ankles and wrists trapped her to the bed, and Greyson climbed off her. She panicked and pulled desperately, but she was stuck."What are you doing?" she cried. "You have to let me go! Please! You can't do this! You can't!" Indianna gritted her teeth and whimpered when she experienced more pain. It lasted a while as she stopped fighting and attempted to curl up in herself, tears slipping down her cheeks."Listen to me. You're going through a process right now. This is only the beginning. It comes in three stages. Pain is the first one.""You and your bloody half-complete answers!" Indianna seethed and groaned again, pulling pathetically at her restraints. "You can't keep me here-" Another

"Sugar, we're going to give you answers now," Greyson said, and Indianna nodded. She wanted to cry out in relief and yell at him, "About time," but she remained silent, just staring at him expectantly."Indie, you know we have a connection." Greyson's hand moved to hers. The sparks that ignited at his touch were indescribable. "This connection is impossible between humans."Indianna frowned as she processed this. "What are you saying? That you're not human?"Greyson sighed. "We," he emphasized, "we are..." Greyson paused, staring intently at Indianna. "We-""For crying out loud," Kirstie huffed. "Honey, we're werewolves."Greyson sent Kirstie a menacing glare. "Shut up, Kirstie," he hissed and turned back to Indianna, his expression softening."The book," Indianna murmured, "the one in the library. It...""It wasn't a fiction book," Greyson told her. "Not that the humans know that."He waited for Indianna's reaction and listened carefully, hearing her heart start to beat faster. Her br

Despite the stereotype, werewolves do not run around killing humans and howling at the moon. For the most part, they are peaceful creatures, surviving and packs and keeping the peace. The pack system has been around for thousands of years, helping werewolves to evolve and expand. Packs range in size, but they all follow a hierarchy of command; with the Alpha at the top.Alpha- The Leader. The title is earned by birth. Once they come of age at 18, they can choose to take over from their father or wait until the current Alpha steps down and allows his son to take control. Their sole purpose is to protect the pack. Nothing happens within the pack without the Alpha's say. Without an Alpha, the pack would fall.Beta-The Second in Command. The Beta is the second highest ranking wolf in the pack, under the Alpha. The next Beta in line comes to power when the Alpha takes over from his father. The title is given by birth, like an Alpha. When the Alpha needs assistance, the Beta is there. Withou

Indianna gasped and pulled away, looking up at Greyson with wide eyes."The whole school is watching, aren't they?" she groaned.Greyson chuckled. "Yep.""Fuck," she cursed, burying her face in his chest. "Stop them from staring, please.""What makes you think I can do that?""You know you bloody well can. Everyone is freaking scared of you!""What about you?" he mumbled, resting his chin on Indianna's head."I can't be," she whispered. "Ever since you marked me, it took the fear away."Greyson looked down at Indianna and smirked. "Good.""They're still staring.""I am aware," he shrugged, his eyes flickering around the room. "Take a fucking picture, it'll last longer!"He yelled suddenly, surprising everyone in the room."If I see anyone staring at us, I will personally rip your eyes from their sockets and shove them down your throats!"Everyone immediately looked away, and Greyson chuckled when he saw Indianna's slightly surprised expression."What?""You're not a very nice person, a

"Hiya," Brooke said happily and set her bags down next to Indianna in the girls changing rooms the next day. "How are you, sweetie?""Fine," Indianna nodded."So, do you want to sit with me and the girls at lunch today?""I... Er-""It won't be with Greyson," Brooke chuckled and lifted her top over her head. "Just the girls.""Maybe," Indianna said and Brooke smiled. "Brooke, I didn't know Harry had marked you.""Oh," Brooke said, looking down at her collar bone and then back to Indianna. "Yeah, he has. I try to keep it covered," she scratched the black swirls that were branded onto her skin. "I don't like it. It shows to other werewolves that I 'belong' to someone." Brooke shook her head and rolled her eyes. "I don't belong to shit. Us girls gotta stick together, yeah? No matter what Greyson says to you, you are independent. We are both strong, independent females in a patriarchal society. It's tough being a girl in a werewolf world, but we can deal with it." Brooke pulled a top on an