Wraith (BEING REWRITTEN)

Chapter Forty

We were hanging out at the club just dancing and singing. God I missed Italy.... I missed Greyson too.

"Hey did you see that guy that's been eyeing us since we got here?" Mick asked. I looked over to where she was looking, Kai was looking at Mick. His gaze quickly shifted to me and he nodded curtly when I looked at him.

"That's Kai, he's one of Greyson's men," I said with a shrug.

"Does Greyson know you're back?" Kate asked, "did you tell him?"

"I wasn't able to, I haven't turned my phone in since we found out about those guys following us," I said, rolling my eyes, "but he definitely does now, I'm just waiting for him to show up."

"You're going to tell him aren't you," Emma chimed in.

"Yes, I couldn't risk contracting him back in America. I wanted to tell him in person anyway," I said nervously.

"Well then let's dance while we wait," Mick said. We just kept dancing and eventually Jace's group met up with ours. Sadly.

"Want a drink?" Jace asked, getting uncomfortably close to me.

"No, I don't drink," I said flatly.

"Since when do you not drink?" He asked with a laugh.

"Since you're the one that offered," I said in a disgusted tone, rolling my eyes at him. He looked at me in shock and anger so I just looked away.

He started talking to me again when Greyson left for New York. I guess he thought he was gone for good.

The girls all looked at me with wide eyes... no wait, they're looking behind me.

Before I could turn around I felt arms enclose me, wrapping around my waist tightly. The scent of pine and oak overtook me, the scent of the man I fell in love with. I turned to look at him, that's when he grabbed my face and crashed his lips onto mine. Hello to you too.

"God I missed you," his deep voice and thick Italian accent sent shivers down my spine. "Why didn't you tell me you were here? I haven't heard from you since the accident. I almost flew out there." He said, his voice dark.

"Umm..." I glanced at the girls who all had smirks on their faces. Jace was shocked and mad, but also scared. Good, now maybe he'll stop trying to get back with me.

I looked back at Greyson then nodded my head towards the others. He took the hint and took me with him to a quieter place, the hallway. He pinned me against the wall, one hand on my waist and the other on the side of my neck.

"What's wrong?" He asked, his face showed concern.

"Greyson, I haven't been able to contact you because we're being followed back in the states," I said, cautiously looking up at him. His face hardened and his grip on my waist tightened.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked angrily. "I thought you'd be safer away."

"They bugged all of our phones, if I had called you they would've known," I said. Greyson muttered angrily in Italian then kissed my forehead.

"Ok, I'm coming back to America with you and I'm going to keep you safe." He whispered, caressing my face. "If they want a fight they'll get one."

"No you don't have to, I'll be fine. You need to recover." He gave me an unimpressed look.

"I'm going back with you, I want to make sure you're safe at all times." He said sternly, "I think it's time I did something about it anyway."

"Fine, at least that means I don't have to say goodbye when we leave in a week." I muttered which Greyson responded to by chuckling.

I titled my face down and looked away from him. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. "There's something else." He titled his head to the side, "did they hurt you?" He asked menacingly.

"No, Greyson no that's not it," I said quickly, "I just-..." I took a deep breath and looked him straight in the eyes. "I'm pregnant." I spit out. I looked at Greyson as shock took over his perfect features. "I-I know you said tha-," he cut me off by crashing his lips on mine.

"You're pregnant?" He whispered against my lips, looking into my eyes with a smile on his face. I nodded my head.

"Wait I thought that-," he cut me off again.

"I know what I said, but I almost died and I realized that I want everything with you, only you." He muttered. I smiled at his words and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You said you were worried about bringing a baby into your world and with everything that's going on," I voiced his previous concerns.

"I know, and while the timing isn't exactly optimal.  I will fight like hell to protect our baby and make sure he or she has a life as normal as possible," he sounds so passionate I can't help but giggle. My hands play nervously with his hair.

"Really?" I asked.

"Really," he whispered, bringing his lips to mine. He bit my bottom lip lightly. I opened my mouth, allowing him to thrust his tongue into it. I gripped his hair, bringing his head down further, deepening the kiss.

He moved his hand further down my waist, reaching my thigh. I brought my leg up and gripped his waist, he grabbed my thigh and held my leg up.

"Hey V," Jace said, sounding happy, that is until he saw us, "uh, we have to go, the group is heading back to the hotel for curfew." he said, his tone strained and angry. I looked up at Greyson who looked pissed about us being interrupted.

"I have to go," I said, grabbing his face. "I love you."

"No way, I'm coming with you," he said, shaking his head. I smiled and brought my lips to his. He grabbed the back of my head and deepened the kiss, sighing into my mouth. We pulled away "God I love you." he muttered. I smiled against his lips.

"Come on," I said, gently pulling away from him. He held me tightly by the waist as we walked towards the front door.

"Hey guys," Mick said brightly as we walked out the door and towards the bus where a few of the teachers were waiting.

They might be mad we were at a club but the legal drinking age in Italy is 18 so there isn't much they can do since all of us that are here are 18.

Greyson stopped dead in his tracks, causing me to jerk back into his chest. "No, no way in hell am I letting you get on that bus," He said. My aunt walked up to us, looking at me with pure judgement, as per usual.

"You can't take my student," she said sharply.

"Uh, aunt Ciera, this is my boyfriend, I haven't seen him in a while and he just wants to come with us," I said calmly, trying to diffuse the situation. She never met him in America.

"Absolutely not, we are not bringing a random man back to the hotel with us," she stated confidently.

"Considering I own the hotel you're staying at, I think I'll go if I want to," Greyson responded with venom lacing his voice. Her face whitened and she walked away without another word.

She probably was scared he'd threaten to have them kicked out of the hotel.

I wouldn't be surprised if it had.