Don't get me wrong, I like living here and all. But dear god it's so damn boring here. I need something to do. I'm starting to go stir crazy. My nights have been good( internally knocks on wood*) because I've been sleeping next to Greyson. But then once I wake up, he's gone and off doing things all day. I feel as if he still hasn't really accepted me. The only time he pays any attention to me is at night. And that's only his subconscious self. He doesn't ask me about my day, he just lays down and goes to bed. On the plus side there's been no fighting.
I groan as I lay on the cold floor of my room, staring up at the ceiling. I fling up at the decision to do something and stop wallowing in self pity. I get up off the floor and go over to my bag of clothes. Even with doing laundry I am running out of options to wear. I'm going to need to go home soon and get some more clothes if I end up staying much longer.
I throw on a black razor back sports bra with a loose white tang top over it. I throw on a pair of leggings with mesh fabric going up the sides. I pull my hair back into a high ponytail before lacing up my sneakers.
I open the door and head down the stairs toward the front door. It's early enough in the morning that the pack warriors should be out and training. Opening up the door I look out on the front lawn, shirtless men and spread around. I walk down the steps and over to Derek who stands watching the pack members spar with each other.
"Hi Lane." He says noting my presence.
"Would you mind if I join in?"
"You really want to train with them? They aren't the brightest or the nicest when it comes to sparing."
"I didn't become head warrior of the warrior pack for no reason." I gloat.
"Alright. You can go ahead and spar with Andy over there." He points to a younger guy, around my age laying on the grass in the one shady place.
"Rise and shine princess time to get to work." I say as I reach his side. I lean forward so that he clearly sees me.
"I'm sparing with you?" He questions, rising up from his laying down position.
"Sure am." I hold my hand out for him to take. He grabs it and I pull him up off the ground.
""You're the hot one that's got the alpha all sexually confused aren't ya?" He asks as we walk over to the center of the lawn.
I chuckle.
"Something like that." I answer simply.
I take hold of one arm and begin stretching, Andy follows my lead.
"Take it easy on me alright? I don't need a major ass whooping especially in front of the lady's.'' He says to me with a tilt of his head. I follow the direction that it lead to a bunch of female wolves sitting in under the shade of a tree.
My shoulders shake as I silently laugh and nod in understanding. Can't let the big bad wolf hurt his ego now can we.
"Wouldn't they rush to your aid if you were to loose and I don't know fake an injury or two." I ask as we rise up from the ground.
"Fair thought. But i think if we just keep it to a long fight and fake boredom then no harm done."
"Okay dude. Whatever you say.
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Starting the bathtub I fill it with bubble bath, letting fill about half way before slowly submerging my body in the hot water. Maybe relaxing can take my mind off of my only thought lately. I close my eyes and let myself listen to the music coming from my phone. "The Night We Met" from my down in the dumps playlist on Spotify. Probably not the thing to help brighten my mood but whatever.
I rest my head against the porcelain siding and i let myself begin to doze off.
I wake up from a shiver. The water has run cold. With a groan I rise out of the cold water and wrap a towel around myself before heading out of the bathroom. My steps halting.
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Hombres LoboAlpha Greyson Beckett is the newly crowned kind of all 12 England werewolf packs a firm believer that men are superior to women, that women should bow down to men and except them as being the superior gender. He does not believe in mates. He views m...