That Crazy Witchcraft

The Real Greyson

One thing about werewolves is that their wounds and bruises tend to clear up rather quickly, so the redness from the slaps and kicks had already disappeared on her face and wrists. She still had a black eye and a bloody lip but they would clear up in a day or two. But Thea was able to stand thankfully, meaning that she could see Greyson's reaction when Bowie spoke. She could see everyone's reactions when Bowie spoke.

"What did you say?" Greyson asked in a whisper.

"I asked why you called my mate 'babe'? Have you -" he stopped as his face paled and realisation hit him like a runaway train. "It's you."

'Shit Elaia...what do I do?' Thea panicked now.

'Tell everyone the truth. Lies are messy and complicated and this prick deserves for everyone to know what a scumbag he is.'

"What's me? What are you smoking?" Greyson looked around the crowd but everyone looked just as confused as he did.

"You...." Bowie said now trying to lunge forward but being held back by Maverick and Lennon. "You are the bastard. I ought to knock your teeth out through your skull."

"What is going on?" Paul said standing in the middle of the men.

"I have no idea!" Greyson said honestly. "This fucking dickhead is trying to attack me. Me. A future Alpha. You are just a Beta. You should be bowing at my feet not threatening my life. Clearly, you see yourself as superior just because you wipe the Zeta's ass. It's pathetic. A Beta's job is to do as he is told. To follow orders." He smirked stepping closer to Bowie but still out of his reach. "You were born to take orders while I was born to make them."

"Greyson, stop!" Paul warned.

"Why? This slave needs to learn his place. He is just a Beta. I have no idea why the Zeta listens to everything you say. You are just as common as the Delta's and Omega's. I am so sick of wolves not knowing their place on the hierarchy chain. I will give you a hint. I am at the top."

"Enough Greyson!" Paul snapped, now worried.

"Paul is right. You have been so disrespectful Greyson," Alpha Hanson spat. "I do not want to hear any more from you."

"Oh shut it pops. I have been waiting for months for you to step aside and let me lead. There are so many changes that I want to make in the pack. You are not fit to lead any more. You treat everyone as equals when they are beneath us. I will make a great leader. Everyone will know my name and even the Zeta will show me respect."

"Respect is earned," Thea said defiantly.

"Like you would know," Greyson snapped. "I tried to be nice to you. I offered you the best position you could ever dream of and you threw it back at me. You really are a clueless, pathetic little bitch Thea." Bowie tried to lunge forward again but this time Ned and Tristan held him back along with the rest. "What is up with you?" Greyson said, a little intimidated but trying his best not to show it.

"You honestly believe that you are better than everyone else because you are going to be the Alpha?" Lennon asked, shocked.

Grayson scoffed. "I am better. I am superior. And when my father hands me the title, I am going to prove to everyone what a real leader looks like."

"How?" Bowie asked, now calming down but planning in his mind.

"Greyson!" Alpha Hanson warned.

"Shut up old man!" He spat. "I have taken your shit for too long. You have no clue how to run a pack. You work with Paul for everything. You can't make a single decision without discussing it with him first. It's pathetic. We have so many senior members of the pack or members that live in the pack house because their mate left them or they were unmated. They should be banished. Heavyweights....that's what they are."