Grayson Wayne Novels & Stories

He then handed me a pair of sweats. "I had my beta bring these for you." It was a blue hoodie and gray sweatpants. It had a picture of his academy on it. " Step out so you can get dressed." "There is no need for you to do that." He looked at me, shocked. He has already seen me naked. There was nothing left to hide from him. " You have already seen me naked." I slowly got off the bed and then got dressed. Wayne helped me by allowing me to lean on him while I got my pants on. The only thing I did not have was underwear. I was sure that I could ask him to get me some.

His voice was low, animalistic grunting of his raspy breaths. “Let me get dressed.” I squeaked out and chuckled. “No need.” were the only words he said. I was still held by him. His hand around my waist was still tightly gripped. “Okay…cou- could you…” I struggled to get a bit free from his grip, it was because his grip was painful. I like the pain but I just need to get comfortable to feel that pain. This type of pain turns me on. You could judge me all you want, but this was who I am.

You will forever be in my heart. Logan X

P-Please, your scent. "I literally just came out of the shower where I utilized your shower gel." He informed her about it by saying. Emily gave him a stern look before continuing. She yelled after him, "Y-you did what?" Drake expressed it all with a cool and collected demeanor, "I used your shower gel; it's nice and invigorating." "Who in the heck do you think you are to use my shower gel?" She questioned me indignantly, "Don't you have one?" Drake breathed heavily. "That's just a shower gel, stray, so please don't get furious at me over it," she said.

I sit him down and ask a passing crew for a warm tea. " Spill it, Val, you didn't even cry when your favorite dog died so tell me who makes you like this? The last time I saw you cry was from the picture your mom show me. Your baby self yet now you cry much more than when you're a baby. What actually happened back then? " But Val stayed silent and just sob quietly. I was concern about him but at the moment the situation is dire. So I pat his back slowly, " You know I'm always here for you right? all seven of us. We created this Val, We created Grey Howl and forming Esperon that containing seven of us as one. Where is this Vallen who is strong enough to fight all those cruel battles before? W

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

I noticed a vanity plate that clearly said ‘KINSLEY’ and gulped. Kinsley? Oh no. Was he here because of the poachers or something else? I can’t let him see me. I don’t want Logan to be in trouble with the camp owner. I watched as Logan walked out onto his porch as casual as ever. Involuntarily I licked my lips as I looked at him. He was barefoot in a pair of jeans and a gray muscle shirt that clung to every delectable inch of his broad chest. Even dressed like that, he exuded an aura of power.

He winked at me before walking down the stairs and rushing toward his car as I looked at the glass of orange juice and pushing it aside. “Rough night?” A man asked from beside me. I raised an eyebrow and turned to look at him, watching as he smiled. His hand had a phoenix tattoo, and judging by his scent, I could tell that the man was an Alpha. “And you’re choosing to forget about it by drinking orange juice?” “I don’t drink alcohol.” I said, and he chuckled before nodding at my stomach. “I can tell, your child’s heartbeat beats you to that.” He said, and I laughed. He extended his hand to me, and I raised an amused eyebrow. “Malakai, but friends call me Kai.”

He pushed his food around his plate uninterested. Amber so wanted to know the story behind Grayson getting physical with her Ex. Not that Jackson didn’t have a punchable face, or that he didn’t deserve it, but it wasn’t G-Man's usual style. He usually only showed violence towards himself and struck out at people in other ways.

"Wasn't it said that Grayson's fiancée committed suicide? What's this all about?" The other guest shushed him urgently, glancing around before lowering his voice. "Keep it to yourself. Especially don't bring it up in front of Grayson." "Why not?" Allen raised a brow, intrigued. The man hesitated but eventually relented. "After his fiancée's death, he was removed from his position in Bryce Ventures, and… well, he hasn't been the same since. He insists Wendy isn't dead—that she just left in anger and that he's brought her back. But the truth is…" The guest leaned in conspiratorially. "He found someone who looks eerily like her, a perfect stand-in. Claims she's the real deal."