Connor's POV
I fucking hate Chance. He thinks he's better than anyone in the fucking world.
When we were younger, he always tried to prove he's the best, always number one. He brags and brags and brags all about himself. I hate people like that, they annoy the shit out of me.
I sipped some wine and spat it out instantly. "I don't even like alcohol."
"Connor." Howley said sternly. She gave me the deepest scowl.
"Howley." I sighed,placing the glass 9f wine on a table.
"What's going on? You're blocking me out of your mind." She started.
"Let's go somewhere private to talk about this." I held her hand and we walked out of the huge room filled with people.
"Can we go back into the hotel room?" Howley asked.
"Sure." We took the elevator up to our room and walked down the hall.
I took out the key card and went into our room. I closed the door behind me and Howley kicked her heels off.
"Finally." She let out a breath,rubbing her feet.
We sat down on the bed.
"Connor,tell me what's wrong." She started.
"It's Chance." I sighed."He always wants to come out on top,not that it's a bad thing. He takes it to another level and I can't stand it. It drives me fucking crazy Howl."
"Connor,it's okay." She rubbed my head softly.
I slowly put my head in her lap as she ran her fingers through my hair.
"I'm here to help you my mate." She kissed my cheek softly.
I closed my eyes,slowly drifting off to sleep.
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"Connor wake up! We have to meet someone!" I was being shaken up.
I jolted up and fixed my glasses.
"Come on,we have to meet a friend of Tracey's husband." Walter told me.
I stood up and stretched.
"Let's go." Howley held my hand tightly.
Emily pressed the button for the elevator and we all waited.
Howley's grip got tighter.
Something is going on.
We got into the elevator and Howley's eyes started to glow as she tensed up.
The elevator door opened and we got out.
We walked over into the ballroom.
"Howley,what's wro-"
"Connor! Hurry!" I heard my mom shout.
We spend up our walking and made it to my mother.
"This is Vincent,a friend of Tracey's husband." Mom said.
A tall man with green eyes and dark brown hair turned to us with a glass of wine in his hands.
I gasped.
That's they guy from the dream.
Howley's eyes widened and she stood stiff.
"Hi there." His stare mostly on Howley."I'm Vincent." He gave us a sinister look.
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The tiny,but Big Bad Wolf(BWWM)™
WilkołakiShe's bold. He's shy. She's strong. He's weak She's fearless. He's fearful. She's mixed. He's white She's war-like. He's nerdy. She's a wolf. He's human. They're both from different worlds, and they both will find love.
