All Chapters of Werewolf Summer Camp with the future Alphas: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“No!” All three of them answer immediately. I almost laugh. “And you don’t want to sleep with me?” I ask and all I get is silence. What the hell? I stare at each of them, raising my hands out to the side, wide. I scoff, “I don’t understand!” I plead for them to just explain things. Dean stands up, closing the space between us quickly. His hand under my chin raising my head to look at him, I gasp at the action. “We said that you weren’t a conquest, because you're not. We didn’t say we didn’t want you, because we do.” The breath rushes out of my lungs. I try to compose myself, glancing at Issac and Gunner, “So, you all want me. And you’re all just cool with that?” The smirk on their faces says enough on how they feel about it. I roll my eyes, pulling back from Dean. His hand falls to his side, but he doesn’t stop staring at me. “Is that common? Do you guys share girls often?” I look up at Dean and he smirks. “No Bambi, this is the first time we’ve all been interest

What the hell happened last night? I made up with the triplets, just to be outed by their sister. The sister that’s hell bent on helping me, instead of letting me just leave. Ugh!A knock at my door, interrupts my staring at the ceiling time. The door creaks open, “You coming to breakfast today?” Gia asks, walking into my room slightly.I look over at her, as I’m still laying down in bed. “No, thank you.” I don’t want to move. I’m just going to lay here until the party.Which is exactly what I do. I finally get out of bed about an hour before the party, to get ready. Wearing jean shorts and a green hoodie, foregoing the tank top, because I’m sure it’s going to get hot at the party. Straightening my hair and adding a little mascara to my lashes, I walk out of my room. Gia and Olivia waiting in the living room for me.They’re both dressed similar, so I’m happy to see this isn’t a super dress-up party.We head over, silently. Them not understanding why I’ve secluded myself in my room all

What the actual hell am I’m seeing right now? Why is our mate’s torso covered in scars.Her stomach covered with what must have been deep gashes, some look like they might have been sewn up by Grace herself. Her back. Oh Goddess, her back. Are those whipping marks? Then tally marks covering her arms. Tally marks? For what?My mind can’t even be excited about seeing my mate in only her bra.I glance at my brothers, Dean’s calm but shocked, Gunner however is shaking with anger. The next second, Gunner takes off. Dean tries to stop him, placing a hand on his shoulder, but Gunner looks up at him with murder in his eyes. “Unless you want me to shift and kill everybody at this party, I suggest you let me go.” Gunner growls, Dean releases him.Once the door slams shut behind Gunner, I sit in the chair beside the bed. My elbows resting on my knees and my hands pulling at my hair.Why would someone do this to her?Why is she protecting them?Why hasn’t she told us?It was her dad. I just know

I should be mad that he said he’d never ‘allow’ me, but all I can think of is how sweet it is that he wants to protect me. Then I remember I don’t deserve it.Here they are trying like hell to gain my trust when I’m lying to them backwards and forwards, they deserve better. Someone who can truly be with them.“I’ll call the healer.” Issac says, deciding Dean’s course of action is the only way. “No.” I say dryly, having decided that they’re too good for me.“Stop. I can see your pretty head turning. Whatever you’re thinking stop, we’re helping you. As friends. We’re doing this as your friends. Just let us do this.” Dean says, I narrow my eyes at him rolling my eyes. He just smiles at me in return.I guess I don’t plan on going back to Heath and if I run there’s going to be hell to pay anyway. What’s a few less scars?“Alright, let’s go eat. It’ll help your headache.” Gunner says, raising to his feet and grabbing my hand pulling me up from the bed. I relent easily and we all start makin

I’m pulled back from my memory, just as I’m about to reach my cabin and Sarah spins me around. She looks at me, sorrow taking over her features. That’s when I realize I’m crying. I quickly try and wipe them away, but they just keep falling. “They didn’t mean it. If they knew you were her, they never would have said that.” She says and I just stare at her, before I remember what she’s talking about.She thinks I’m crying because of what Dean said, but I’m not. I’m crying for what my brother was forced to do to me, repeatedly, I could literally count how many times. What Heath took from both of us, that’s something worth crying for. Not the words of someone who doesn’t truly know what he’s talking about.I still can’t stop the tears, so I just nod, turn around and walk inside to my room. Slamming the door behind me.I close my eyes trying to get some sleep, but it eludes me.New day, new me, I am Grace.New day doesn’t want to.He doesn’t, I am Grace.My mantra’s keep getting mixed up i