The Wolf Prince || Watty's2017

Chapter ♚ Nineteen

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The Wolf Prince | Chapter Nineteen

Grayson pushed himself from the floor to lean against my door frame. He crossed his arms, his face hard with worry as he sighed. "Rosa and Harley still haven't come home."

My stomach dropped, and my mind began racing. I felt disgusted with myself, I had left them behind to go with Kyran, and how could I have been so stupid? How could I have been such a shitty friend? But then I remembered.

"I thought they had already left to go home, I couldn't find them anywhere in the club." My words come out quick and quiet as I nibble at my bottom lip anxiously, out of pure fear and regret. "I thought they left," I whisper one more time to myself in disbelief.

"No," Grayson snaps causing me to take a sharp step back in shock. What the hell is with him recently? He sighs again, his shoulders sagging. "I'm sorry," he says quickly yet quietly with sad desperate eyes. Those eyes that tell me he knows just how much he's fucking things up as well as I do.

"Has anybody been searching for them? Why are you here? We need to do something," I throw my hands over my face, my hands shaking. What have I done?

"Joyce has been out all night looking for Rosa," he grumbles, his eyes looking afar. "He's terrified." And I feel like jumping off a bridge and ending it here. I feel like the biggest shit head ever. Of course Joyce is terrified; he has lost his mate for all he knows. I frown at this, sometimes I feel like I wouldn't mind if Grayson got lost.

"We need to see my dad; he'll throw a bigger search party." I reach for my phone to call him but Grayson's hand reaches out to snatch it from me.

"How about I take you there now, you haven't seen him in a while anyway. . ." he trails off scratching the back of his head, a frown tugging at the corner of his lips. "I'm honestly so sorry Shira." He reaches for my hand and brings it to his mouth, leaving a hot kiss on the back of my hand. "You don't deserve to be treated the way I've been treating you, and I'm so sorry love."

Grayson's head was bowed and his eyes were filled with sorrow. I took his hand in mine, interlacing our fingers smoothly. I feel like I shouldn't have but I almost felt bad for him. I get that he must be going through a lot, and he must have lots of pressure on him right now with pack business, but it still wasn't acceptable how he treated me. I didn't know what to do. He was just so broken and I didn't want to be the one to break him further. So I did what I thought would be best, I inched closer to him, placing my hand on his cheek gently so he'd look up at me. When his sad eye's met mine I caved, I couldn't help it. I had a weak spot for my broken alpha, my broken mate.

My lips brushed his gently caressing them, and I brought my opposite hand up to rest on his other smooth cheek. He hesitated, and I could see the uncertainty in his eyes. He was ashamed, and in a way, he should have been. He didn't touch me, other than his lips on mine. And it stayed that way for a while, his sad lips on mine and nothing more.

I pulled away breathlessly, resting my forehead on his. I'd make this work, I'd try for him. "Don't talk to me or anyone like that again, ever." I whispered my voice soft and calm. He nodded and finally rested his large hands on my waist, pulling me against his chest. "Now," I smirked. "Let's go and pay my dad a visit, shall we?"

I was obviously still upset with Grayson, but I felt terrible. I don't know why, but it hurts to see him sad. Even though I'm pissed at him one hundred percent of the time I still care for him. I've grown a soft spot for him that I just can't seem to ignore.

My father was staying in the Prince's palace for the time being. Not too shortly after Ky and I had found Cory dead, his father David who was the alpha of Ember ended up joining my father in the palace, both working vigorously to find the Prince.

I rode on Grayson's wolf bound to the palace. We reached the gates to the Princes' palace in silence. Grayson nodded once to the guards, who I assumed were part of his pack, and they nodded in return, they're faces blank as they unlocked the large brass gateway.

Joyce had decided to come with us, he hadn't said a word this whole time and I could tell as he kept to himself that he was going insane with worry. As we stepped into the grand entrance of the palace I looked over to Joyce, and his name most certainly didn't describe his current mood. In the light I could see that his face was blotchy and a frown was tugging heavily on the corners of his lips. My heart broke for him. He'd been crying and I hadn't even noticed. Stepping away from Grayson toward Joy I looked into his sad eyes, eyes that resembled his older brothers. Except Joy's eyes weren't meant to be sad, they never were.

I shuddered in a breath, my mind going haywire as I attempted to make eye contact with him, but his eyes were glued to the marble floor.

So, I did what I do when I have no idea what to do.

I closed the distance between us, catching him off guard in a warm hug. I closed my eyes and rested my head against his neck, my head fitting just under his chin. With a slight hesitation I felt his arms wrap around my waist, returning the gesture.

"We'll find them," I whisper into his neck, my voice only audible to us.

"I promise."

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