Alpha Grayson

Chapter 3

It was a formal dinner so I was sitting on the floor with Cole trying to pick out a dress. He had another tux but no tie or anything so there was no point in trying to match. A lot of people assumed we were a couple, we'd stopped being grossed out when people suggested when we were about 12. It didn't bother us now anyways.

Grabbing a cranberry dress I slipped into it. The straps were thin, noodle like. The dress was tight to about my stomach then it flowed to my mid thigh. The top part was floral material and the other was normal. It dipped into my cleavage I wonder if mom would scold me for it? I don't doubt it. Deciding against makeup and shoes I left my curls flow free to just below my boobs.

Stepping out of the closet I watched Cole look at my bare feet before chuckling a low throaty sound before holding out his hand for me to take. Swatting away his hand I stomped on his feet then ran for my life.

"Gotcha" Cole screamed picking me up and spinning me. I had been giggling until someone growled. Snapping my head to the side I seen everyone sitting at the table. Cole brushed past me and took the seat between Juls and my mom leaving me to sit between alpha Grayson and the silver haired girl. Well Jessie.

I'm going to kill Cole.

Falling into my seat I took a sip of the wine which no doubt was not for me but I needed something to keep me from pulling my hair out one by one. Feeling Grayson press his leg against mine I choked on air. I had to ball my hands into fist to keep myself from laying my hand onto his beautiful thighs. Cursing on myself for not being strong enough to pull my leg away.

pushing my leg against his I felt him smirking down at me. Bastard. Quickly reaching out I gulped down my wine and refilled my cup. "Careful Bethly, we all know you tend to be a lightweight." My brat sister addressed me. It was true. I was already feeling it, sadly. I was only a tiny thing and it didn't take much but still she pissed me off to no end. What I did was no concern of hers.

I was pretty pissed and I'm pretty sure everyone at this table could feel it. "Bethly" my father warned confirming my thoughts.

Taking another sip I rolled my eyes. Whenever I got drunk I tended to be sassy and said what I wanted. Like now. "Careful Juls, wouldn't want to start a fight and ruin your fake little nose sweet pea." I heard Cole choke back a laugh and a few gasps. Probably from Grayson's pack. Siblings were normally very close especially werewolves. Juls and I just couldn't stand each other.

"Bethly" my mother spoke this time with. Running a hand through my curls I felt the girl with silver hair staring at me. Turning to face her I decided to figure out who this girl was. "And who are you?" I asked surprisingly in a sweet voice. Considering I was holding my hands to my sides to contain myself from strangling her to death for the way she was eye raping Grayson- what? No it was because of the dirty looks she kept giving me.

Scoffing she flipped her hair "alpha Grayson's mate. Higher ranking than you, pay some respect." Oh dear lord please be kind and don't make me a murderer. I don't know how long it took me to answer because I was sitting perfectly still with my eyes closed taking deep breaths to keep myself calm.

"I'm a born alpha. No doubt two times higher ranking than you. So shut out before I make your bony little power craving ass shut up. Got it?" I asked practically seething by the time I finished. Turning sideways to Grayson "I thought you didn't have a mate?" I sneered.

"I don't" he replied curtly. Turning my head back to bimbo I waited for her to shed some light in the situation knowing very damn well that Grayson would be no help.

"He's 22 and the pack needs a luna. It's simple" she spoke in a duh tone that made me want to bash her fake face into her boiling hot soup. "He choose me, he has a month left before he officially makes me his luna. If he finds his mate before then she'll be luna instead of me" she said the last part with so much venom you wouldn't be able to imagine it unless you witnessed it.

"So you'll be staying here for that month, are you sure?" My father intervened. Watching Alpha Grayson nod slowly I came up with an idea.

"I'll help you find your mate! Well your second one at least. Second chances are common for alphas" he was throwing me a look of pity. I could see now up close that his eyes were not black but a deep rich blue that held many dark secrets.

"You bitch-" Jessie started to say before my father cut her off yelling "ENOUGH" at this very moment I'd never been more proud to be able to defy his alpha tone.

"Control your toy" I snarled down at Grayson. watching lust and anger enter his now almost pitch black eyes I turned forward finishing my wine before stumbling out of the dining room.
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I'd been standing out on our oversized front bridge for at least a half hour before I felt his strong presence behind me. "You're quite the brave one when drunk" Grayson spoke with no emotion, I could picture his beautifully tan face holding no emotions as he spoke. "I like you in red. Also I like when you let your curls wild." Pausing he remained silent for about 30 seconds that felt like a billion years before speaking again. "You can go against your fathers alpha commands. You must be strong, he's the second strongest alpha in the world." He mused. It was true, Grayson was the first then my dad but it made no sense considering our pack outranked his.

It was something about the way he said it that made it feel like he was making fun of me which hurt a hell of a lot more then it should have. Suddenly all out of my drunken courage I whispered while blushing and staring at the porch "I'll meet you in the kitchen tomorrow at 10 to help you find your mate" when the words left my mouth it felt like I'd just ripped my own heart out and died a thousand deaths.