Mercy is the Daughter of the Gamma Cheryl Roads. She is a 20 year old woman filled with hate for her ex boyfriend and also the Alpha of her Pack. She suppress her anger by working hard to follow in her Mother's footsteps of becoming the best female...
Today there is a huge party where the neighboring Alpha's and our Pack's will gather together for those who are Unmated. We call them Mating Ceremonies. Bash and I decided to attend now that he had gotten his dark side under control.
For the past two weeks he has been working relentlessly on gaining the trust of his dark side and so has James. They have been making excellent progress. I truly don't think it will take them more than a couple months if they keep going the way they are. They are grown men with very little that scares them.
I was just a child learning once every week. I never practiced like my Father thought I did during the days I was not learning. It was scary to me back then and also very overwhelming for a child of my age. I believe in him just as much as I believe in James.
I looked in the mirror as Bash fixed the strap on my dress because they were wrapped around each other. His eyes drank in my figure that the dress showed off proudly. I looked at my curly black hair in the mirror and hated how long it had gotten. It now passed my breast. I hate it. Before slipping my heels on I walked into the bathroom, and locked the door behind me.
"Mer?" Bash called out. "Give me some time. Go to your room and get your shoes." "Alright." He replied back.
I waited until the door closed, then reached for the scissors in my drawer. I'm used to cutting my own hair. In fact, I always cut mine, my Mom's, and I used to cut Marina's once a month. Damn.. I really miss her. I shook the thoughts away cutting my long hair away inch by inch until it was at my neck.
I smiled at how my mark showed proudly and wiped the hair off me with a wet rag until it was all gone. I was surprised by how little landed on me and made it to the sink. I'm getting better.
After cleaning up my mess, I walked out finding Bash on the bed waiting. He looked up to me and his face fell as he rose from his spot walking to me slowly.
"Your beautiful hair." He whispered sadly. "It's just hair." "I loved how long it was." He growled. "I didn't. My hair had never grown that long. I hated it. Besides, you can see my mark better."
He looked down smirking, then took my mark into his mouth making me moan softly before shoving him away lightly.
"Stop it." "We have time." He smiled devilishly. "Nope."
I looked myself in the mirror one more time and fluffed my curls in my hand. I'm fucking hot.
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I turned to Bash and mentally drooled over him. I thought I was hot? This Demigod was sexy!
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