My Werewolf Prince

Kelsey

So, the chapter is finally here. It's all in Kelsey's P.O.V. Tell me what you think of it! If there's a lot of positive feedback, I might consider doing another one of these. Hopefully, you know Grace's sister a bit better when you read this. Well, as close as you would ever get to knowing her. Her motives and actions might be a bit more explainable. 

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Kelsey

  I awoke to the sight of a nicely tanned, golden, naked back. Kane's back, to be precise. My not-quite-boyfriend was sleeping peacefully, his arms wrapped firmly around my stomach. 

  Stifling a groan, I removed his arms and slowly rose, trying to ignore the pounding headache that was currently killing my head.

  That must have been one night. Rubbing my sore head, I tried - and failed - to remember the events of last night. All trace of my memory was wiped when I stormed off in a fit and got wasted.

  Still massaging my head, a horrifying thought struck me like lightning. Glancing at Kane's bare back, I quickly cast my eyes down at my body, preparing for the worst. Thankfully, I was wearing my bra and underwear, with a shirt over it.

  I breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that I didn't act too brashly the previous night. Not that I remembered anything.

  Kane shifted beside me, and a moment later he opened his chocolate-brown eyes which were heavy and unfocused from sleep. I cast a quick glance at him.

  It was too bad we weren't an exclusive couple; he was certainly easy on the eyes.  With his caramel hair and those gorgeous eyes - not to mention his sculpted body - girls swooned at his feet.

  But then again, all of the people I've dated were good-looking. What can I say, I have high standards. And besides, I wasn't too shabby either.

  "What happened last night? I asked brusquely.

  His eyebrows knitted in confusion. "What do you mean...oh!" he chuckled. "No, I couldn't take advantage of a lady when she was intoxicated. It's against the rules."

   I rolled my eyes at his idiocy. Too bad most of the boys I've met that were hot couldn't have a higher level of I.Q. as well. The large majority of them were about as smart as a pumpkin, but there was the exception every now and then.

   Such as Cameron Woods. Star quarterback, future Alpha of several hundred werewolves and... unfairly mated to my adopted human sister, Grace. It was injustice in every way possible. Firstly, Grace shouldn't even be able to have a mate - she's 100% human!

   Not to mention the fact that she avoided popularity popularity like it's more deadly than the plague. My sister preferred to be as inconspicuous as possible, she couldn't have been more invisible if she tried! 

  Cameron deserved somebody who was well known at Seamore High. Someone who was outgoing and used to being in the spotlight. And guess who's head cheerleader, daughter of the Alpha, and the absolutely perfect other half to him? No one other than yours truly.

   There had been several occasion where I've been tempted to scream out at the whole world, and more than several occasions where I have. Cameron and I were the perfect match in every way! He was nice, intellectual and drop-dead gorgeous! He was the male equivalent of me!

  But no, fate cruelly snatched him away and instead placed him with my snivelling sister! And Grace never even wanted this - she's a follower, not a leader! How was she going to be a capable Luna? I had to convince her to stop before it was too late.