Chapter 6

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EMMA'S POV

"It's normal! Calm down! It just opens up a part of her brain for your interaction so you can speak with her through mind link." I recognised Ryan's voice state.
"I don't give a flying f*ck! I do not like seeing her going through pain!" Emmett's voice Exclaimed.
My eyes slowly fluttered open.
And Emmett and Ryan came to my assisstance.
Can you hear me? Emmetts voice rang in my ears.
HELL YEAHHHH!!!! I replied with
Excitement.
"Wait! Can't she already hear everyone's thoughts because she's a light grey???" Ryan replied with the 'duh' tone.
"Oh yeah." Emmett muttered.
I sat up and my back rested against my bed stand.
"Emmett, would you mind getting me some coke???" I asked politely.
"Not at all." He agreed and walked out.
I then told Ryan to come here and I smacked him on the head.
"OUUUUUUCHHHHH! What was that for ?!" He whined.
I smiled triumphantly.
"You stole my moment of fame!" I answered.
He rolled his eyes at me but I knew he had a small smirk on his face.
Soon Emmett came in with my Coke and I drank it all in one go, the fizziness was lodged into my throat and My nose went red.
"serves you right." Ryan grumbled.
"Bastard." I retorted.

I could see Emmett just enjoying our little cat fights.
"How's your hand?" Emmett asked trying to mask any emotion.
I glanced at my hand ; it was bandaged up and had no blood anywhere.
"Ummm... Fine. I guess?" I replied.
Ryan snorted.
Emmett sent Ryan a look and Ryan left the room.
"Seeing as your new to the pack and a beta, then I think I should introduce the different pack members." Emmett suggested.
"Sure!" I agreed.
I changed into a light blue cami,white skinny jeans and topped them off with a pair of blue converse. Yes, I love my converse, Judge me (!).
And I scraped my hair into a pony tail.
Walking out of the room, I saw Emmett waiting for me.
His Dark brown hair was tousled, he was wearing a black top with a red checkered shirt veiling on the side, black skinny jeans hung lowly on his waist and to top it off he was wearing Timberlands.
My,oh my.
"Yes, I know I look hot." Emmett Let out and I blushed crimson.
I took my hand in his and he lead me through the magnificent pack house.

I've met quite a few members of the pack and I'm not getting used to the whole 'your a light grey beta' deal but I'm sure I'll get used to it.
Currently, Emmett is leading me through to the games room and right before me I saw a group of boys and DAYUMMMMM!!!!! THEY ARE HOT!
Ooh!!!! Hot momma!
They all looked like freaking Abercrombie models!!!!
There were a pair of twins who had black hair, grey eyes, tan skin and they were wearing shorts with black singlets.
My eyes then trailed off to the guy in the middle who sat all tall and proud.
He had dirty blonde hair, chiselled features just like the rest of them and was wearing three quarter sweatpants with a light blue singlet and oh, did I mention that he has PURPLE EYES?!?!
And the rest of them had the boy next door look.
A voice took me out of my swooning.
"Emma, this is Ashton and Alton, the ebony twins." Emmett introduced.
I focused on Ashton's thoughts and tried to read them.
'Woooooaaaaaaahhhh... She is hot! Wait. Is Alpha dating her? I hope not.'
I blushed crimson.
Should I tell him that I can hear his thoughts? Nahhh... I'll let it pass!
"Hi, I'm Alton. It's nice to meet you!" Alton greeted whilst offering his hand.
"Hi! I'm Emma! And you too!" I replied.
I focused in on his thoughts as I could see Emmett and Ryan were having some kind of mental argument. I could tell by their facial expressions.
'Holy sh*t. Should I tell her I'm gay? What if she hates me! She's the light grey for gods sake so she's obviously going to hate me!!!'
After hearing his mental rant I squealed, which made everyone's eyes focus on me.
"CAN YOU BE MY GAY BEST FRIEND?! PWEAAAASSSSEEEE????"
I begged giving him the puppy eyes.
Everyone was astonished by my reaction.
And Alton's mouth was slightly ajar as he was confused to how I found out.
My thoughts were interrupted by Emmett's chuckle.
And what a husky and sexy chuckle that was.
"How-what-Huh?" Alton stammered in confusion.
I smiled at him whilst Ryan explained everything to him.
"Oh.... then sure! I would be honoured!And anyways, I need a chick by my side when these dudes don't get my needs!"
Alton huffed.
Everyone let out a laugh at that last sentence including me.
"Ok guys, I think that's enough. We'll be heading back.Ryan keep the pack under control." Emmett commanded.
Hmmm... that was strange. He didn't call me Emma bear like he wants, I'll ask him about that later.
Whilst I was thinking the Boys had already left and Emmett was waiting for me to walk.

We've now reached the pack house and it took us only 5 minutes!
Emmett went into his office and ushered me inside.
"So Emma bear, You met the pack members,what do you think?" He queried.
His broad figure was showing as he leaned against his desk chair.
I sat down and replied "Well first of all I didn't see Many females and the ones that I did see looked as if they wanted to rip my throat out. But the boys are so cool!"
He had an amused smile on his face.
"I didn't want to show you many females because seeing as your a light grey wolf you are beautiful, even to make wolves that do have mates.
Hence the female wolves will envy you."
He enlightened.
"Why did you not called me Emma Bear???"I asked.
He leaned forward and rested his elbows at the middle of his desk.
"I can't show emotions in front of my pack. I can't be a softie!" He exclaimed.
I nodded in agreement.
"Totally. I'm sorry for asking that." I agreed.
"Would you like me to walk you to your bedroom?" He queried.
I nodded.
"Yes please." I replied and we headed out of the office and climbed the stairs until we came to my amazing room.
"Thank you again for doing this for me.
It means a lot." I stated whilst gazing in his mesmerising eyes.
He smiled softly.
"It's an honour. Not just because you're a light grey but also because of the type of person you are. You're amazing Emma Clarke and don't you forget it." He claimed.
I blushed and lightly punched him in the arm.
"Thanks." I muttered.
I was about to close the door when I heard him utter "Oh, and practice starts tomorrow."
Great, practice. Here we go.

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