GRACE
I spent my Saturday night and all of my Sunday locked in my room, not even bothering to leave to eat with the rest of the pack. Monica hadn't been to the room since she left Saturday afternoon which left me in a calm, smoke-free zone for the weekend which I took full advantage of. I loved my best friend, I just didn't love her smoking habits. Unfortunately, she listened to no one and did whatever the hell she felt like unless the Alpha ordered her otherwise.
Throwing on a hot pink sports bra, black yoga tights, and trainers I had bought just for pack training, I made my way to the back yard where everyone was beginning to do stretches and warm-ups for the session. After I joined the pack warriors, I quickly climbed the ranks, becoming the head female pack warrior. At first, I had been the only she-wolf and the men in the pack didn't take too kindly to that. However, with the alpha's permission, I began training o
GRACEI had been on border petrol that Monday evening; directly after dinner at the pack house, I had to report for duty. To be the pain in the ass I expected him to be, Silas decided to follow me out that night, keeping me company during my entire shift. He kept his distance from me though, and I was grateful that we couldn't understand one another in wolf form. I didn't need him reminding me of the events that happened earlier in the day. My one moment of weakness that I would never show him again.Tuesday followed in the same manner; training in the morning, sleeping during the day, and border patrol all night. Even Tuesday, Alpha Silas followed me out. My wolf loved that. It showed that he cared for his mate's safety. If I didn't know any better, I'd say my wolf was quite content with accepting Silas as our new mate.Although many novels — obviously written by humans who didn't know much about ou
GRACEWhatever trance he had found himself in broke just as fast as he fell into it. He was quick to catch me up again, matching my stride as best as he could, "No-one has ever mentioned my eyes before."I shrugged, "So no-one finds it weird that they're purple sometimes and a honey brown others.""Yours turn obsidian at times and then they turn to this bluish gray," he pointed out. It made me feel a little less awkward that I had put so much time into analyzing his eyes because clearly he did the same."That's because my wolf tends to take over when she's mad. Haven't completely learnt how to control that yet," I admitted, keeping my eyes downcast. Everything came easy to me because I did it on an everyday basis but I hardly ever felt anger so when I did, I simply didn't know how to deal with it."Well the same happens with me, except, my wolf and I have an understanding.
GRACEAfter pulling a double shift patrolling the pack western border, I was officially exhausted. I had only returned to my room at the pack house at sunrise and found Monica still deep in her slumber. She wore a white tank top and silk shots that left nothing to the imagination. Laying on her stomach, she had one hand and one leg dangling off the bed in a position that didn't look too comfortable. Rolling my eyes, I stripped down into my underwear and pulled over a long, baggy t-shirt so I could get some sleep. Luckily, because of how drained both me and my wolf were, sleep came easily but I was never a day sleeper. With the heat and the bright sun protruding through the drawn curtains, I only managed to get three hours' worth of sleep in. When I awoke, I found Monica fully dressed, sitting at the edge of her bed, fully engrossed in her phone.I rubbed my eyes to remove it's tiredness as my groggy vo
GRACEI took a second to calm my raging hormones and buzzing nerves before pushing myself off the wall. Bringing the blouse of my floral jumpsuit to my nose, I cringed when the strong, overpowering scent of citrus and oak bombardered me. It was a scent I recognized as Xander's, Alpha Silas' Beta. I took note that Xander had not found his mate yet and having his scent on me probably pissed Silas off.No one asked him to assign me a bodyguard! An un-mated wolf at that!Because I clearly loved trouble and wanted to prove an unnecessary point to Silas, I decided not to pay heed to his words. He wouldn't really drag me to the bathroom and wash of Xander's scent from my body.Would he?The thought had a knot growing in the pit of my stomach and an uncomfortable feeling pulsating between my legs. I rolled my bottom lip between my teeth as images of his large, rough h
SILAS Adamant little wolf. Those were the only words I could use to describe her. Even after me telling her to cover up, she chose to blatantly disrespect me by walking out in those clothes that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. She was damn lucky that no one was around last night. If someone saw her, if an unmated wolf saw her in those clothes, I would have ripped his eyes out of his sockets and then carried her to my room. That was exactly what I felt like doing to Xander when they got back from wherever they were last night. I had things to sort out yesterday and entrusted Grace in Xander's protection. With me finally signing a treaty with the Silver Dawn pack, it meant that I needed to sit with the Alpha and settle on the treaty's terms and agreements. It took us a whole day but we were finally done with the nitty-gritty bullshit of it all. All I wanted to do after was see my beautiful
GRACEI kept a mask of indifference on my face as he uttered his words. Deep down, my emotions felt like a tornado, wrecking me inside out. I felt angry, not at him but at the Goddess for pairing us together when we each had mates of our own. We were meant to be with that one person forever, our souls intertwined: one soul, split between two bodies. Clearly, that principle didn't apply in this situation.Then I felt jealousy. Jealous that someone else had the chance to touch my mate. I didn't have a right to be jealous but the bond didn't care about right and wrong. It was how he felt whenever I mentioned Carter and I couldn't understand it, always labeling it as jerky alpha behavior but it wasn't. Our bond felt like a normal mate bond, as if our past mates never existed.I, unconsciously, ran a hand over the spot Carter's mark use to be. The spot where my neck met my shoulder. His mark had been a silver paw
GRACEI gave in just as Monica had predicted. My things were packed and ready for me to leave. All I had left to do was bid goodbye to everyone I loved but that was easier said than done. Everyone stood outside the pack house. It was bright and early; everyone looked as if they had just rolled out of bed which made sense since it was seven on a Saturday morning."Bitch, why'd you have to leave so darn early," Monica grumbled, her balled fists rubbing her eyes furiously, "This is too fucking much." She proceeded, not even caring that everyone's attention was now on her.Gino rolled his eyes, shoving Monica lightly which earned him a glare, "You're a pain. Stop making this about you, this is about her," he chided, gesturing over to me with his chin."Oh shut up, all you morning people are the same," she mumbled under her breath.I didn't understand what that had to do with a
GRACENot even two and a half hours later we found ourselves on Green Forest territory. Luckily for me, Silas had a quick stop to make before heading home. I took advantage of that to further prepare myself to meet his family and most importantly, his daughter.We were driving along the coast. The view of the beautiful blue ocean with its white waves crashing on the golden sands of the shore looked breathtaking. It was hot out, but then again it was always humid, even in the winter months. Being werewolves didn't help one bit. Sometimes it felt as if I needed to be submerged from head to toe in ice.Many people enjoyed this heat though; tanning under the sun, swimming in the cold water of the beach, having picnics. Unfortunately, I wasn't one of those people. My skin turned a shameless shade of red the moment it made contact with the sun, burning so quickly that it never had a chance to tan. I didn't mind