Grayson:
I arrived at the soccer field, and take out my soccer equipment from my bag. I notice that I'm the only girl here. Great...
As I tie my shoelaces, I hear someone say:
"Oooh, so that's the girl playing soccer. Man she's hot," I look up and see a group of 4 men, staring at me, all smirking except for one.
"Fuck you," I mutter, taking my shin guards out of my bag. They all chuckle, except for one, who just stared at me.
"Pretty little mouths like yours shouldn't curse like that," Another one of the men says.
"Well I'd like to fuck you too..." Another one says with a creepy smile while walking closer towards me. I quickly grab a dagger from my bag and throw it at him. It goes through his leg, making him fall down, groaning in pain.
"Shit..." I mutter. That was the worst throw ever. Well, I haven't practiced my knife throwing in a while...
"Hey, you have no right to attack us like this!" The man that was just staring at me says. I roll my eyes.
"Actually I do. I'm allowed to attack anyone if I'm defending myself," I say. The 2 other men help the man with the dagger in his leg up, bringing him somewhere else, leaving me alone with this creepy dude.
"I, Prince Gabriel Daemon Lupa, hereby reject you as my mate," he says. Is this a dream? I don't have to reject my mate, HE JUST REJECTED ME! I pinch myself, just to make sure.
"Omigosh yes! Thank you! I accept your rejection! Yes, yes, yes!!!" I cry out joyfully, doing a little victory dance. He looks a bit surprised.
"Why are you so happy?" He asks.
"Because I'm freeee!" I exclaim.He just stares at me, with an unreadable expression on his face.
"Yo, what time is it?" I ask him. He glances at his watch.
"4:50," he states. My eyes widen in shock.
The match starts in 10 minutes! I quickly grab my bag and dash to my coach, leaving my ex-mate behind. Ex-mate... Such a lovely word... And I didn't even have to anything... This is basically the best day ever.
Gabriel:
I take a deep breath as she runs towards her coach. She smells amazing... Like passion fruit and citrus ... Mmm... She's so beautiful... Wait no. I mean she is pretty hot... No no no. I did get pretty angry when my Beta called her hot though... No, what am I saying?? I don't want a mate. Mates only make you weaker. I don't want to be weak.
"But I want a mate," My wolf, Gavin says. I ignore him. "Why did you reject her? You don't even know her name..."
"I rejected her because I don't want a mate. I don't want to be weak... And I always dreamt my mate would have green eyes. Her eyes are brown."
"Mates don't make you weak... In fact, they make you stronger. Now that you rejected her, you'll be weak..." He says.
"And I thought she'd have green eyes too... But brown eyes are ok..."
Green is my favorite color. I always had a strange vision that my mate would have green eyes... No, I don't want a mate. I don't want to be weak.
"I don't want a mate," I respond, blocking off the mind-link.
Grayson:
"He rejected us..." My wolf, Grace says.
"So cry yourself a river, build a bridge, and GET OVER IT!" I reply. I was currently changing into my soccer clothes.
"I mean, he wasn't even that hot anyway..."
"We both know he's sexy as hell... He's basically a fucking God..." Grace states.
"Ok fine, I'll give you that. But he doesn't deserve us. I mean, we're so-" She cuts me off:
"Didn't you hear him? He's the PRINCE. The PRINCE GABRIEL!!!" She exclaims.
"Oh shit, that was him?? I didn't even hear his name..." I respond.
"Gabriel Daemon Lupa..." Grace says dreamily.
"Yeah whatever. Anyways, let's go play some soccer!!!" I cheer. She cheers too. We both love playing soccer. I run back to my coach. I notice that my team is starting to make a plan. Without me.
I walk over to them and clear my throat. They all turn around and look at me.
"Really?? We got the fucking girl?" The captains whines.
"Really?? I got the sexist bitch?" I whine, imitating him. He rolls his eyes and they continue to make a plan.
"Alright let's do it!" The captain cheers, after making the plan.
"Wait... Am I not part of the plan?" I ask him. He glares at me, shaking his head. I want to rip out his throat and pull his tongue out from his ribcage.
"Whatever, if they're not gonna pass the ball to us, then we'll just have to fight for it." Grace said. I agree.
As soon as the referee blew his whistle, I run towards the opposite team's net. My team has the ball. They come closer and closer to the net, and one of them tries to score. A player from the other team blocks the shot, but I nut-meg him and kick the ball as hard as I could in the net. The goalie tries to save it, but he totally fails.
The ball goes in, and my teammates scream in joy. The captain smiles apologetically at me, and gives me a thumbs up. I smirk and nod, patting myself on the shoulder. He smiles and rolls his eyes. He's actually kinda cute... Wait no! No he's not! He's a sexist pig! Sexist pigs are not cute!
The goalie high-kicks the ball, and it goes halfway through the soccer field. Some guy from my team gets the ball, and starts going up. He passes the ball to the captain dude, and he starts making his way to the net. He realizes that there's too many players from the other team in front of him, so he won't be able to score a goal.
He passes the ball to me, and I swiftly kicked, sending it perfectly into the net. My team cheers again, hugging each other. The captain approaches me, coming in for a hug, but I put my hand in front of him.
"Ew please don't," I say. He places a fist in front of me, and I sigh, giving in. I give him a fist bump and he grins. I roll my eyes and focus on the ball in the goalie's hands.
*Time skip*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I kick the ball and it hits the goalie square in the face, but it still goes in. The referee blows his whistle, signalling the end of the game. I pout; this was so much fun. My teammates all scream in joy. We won by 9 points. They have 0 points. 9-0... Wow. They suck.
I actually ended up getting a trophy for the best team player. Cool.
"Hey... I'm sorry for not including you in the plan... You're a really great player. I don't think that we could've won without you..." I hear someone say behind me. I turn around and see the captain.
"It's cool. What your name?" I ask him.
"Dylan, what's yours gorgeous?"
"My name is Gray," I say. He seems kind of surprised.
"Sick name!"
"Thanks, haha," I reply. After a while of awkward silence, he finally speaks up:
"So umm, Gray... Do you want to maybe, umm... Go out with me?"
"Umm... I'm going to be busy all week... Maybe next time?" I say. He looks kind of disappointed, but smiles back at me.
"Yeah, ok," I finish putting all my stuff in my bag, and throw it over my shoulder.
"Bye Dylan. It was nice to meet you," I say, walking to my car.
"Uh, hey... Can we at least swap phone numbers?" He asks hopefully. I sigh. This boy will never let go of me.
"Fine," I answer, pulling out my phone. We swap numbers and I (finally) leave.
Gabriel:
Wow.
She was incredible. She was fucking amazing at soccer. She scored 9 goals... And looked so hot while doing it.
"If you didn't reject she'd be in our arms right now. She'd be ours..." Gavin states.
"No! I don't want a mate..." I say.
"Whether you want one or not, everyone has a mate. You can't deny it for long," He responds.
"What if I do?" I ask.
"You can't live without your mate. Without her you will weaken until you die," He explains.
"Really?" I ask in disbelief.
"Yup. And when you finish the mating process, you can get up to 2 times stronger!" He adds.
"I NEED HER!" I reply almost immediately. Twice as much strength? Yes, please!
"Yeah. We're lucky we got such a great mate. She's so beautiful... I want to know her name so badly..." He says.
"Maybe she'll be at the ball tomorrow..." I reply hopefully. I used to think the ball was stupid and useless, but now I'm hoping that she'll be there.
"I can't wait to mark her, and mate with her, and have pups, and-" I cut him off:
"Woah, you're getting way ahead of yourself," I say. He whimpers in response. I strip down to my boxers and climb onto my bed. I try to sleep, but I can't. I can't stop thinking about her. And I don't even know her name. I really hope she'll be at the ball tomorrow...
Well I didn't get any sleep last night. I was just thinking about... Her. I don't even know her name... But I'll find out soon because the ball to help me find my mate will be tonight. This will be the first ball since I only turned 18 a couple months ago, but will take place every year until I find my mate. Every young unmated female from around my kingdom is required to attend, so she must definitely be there.
Man... I didn't think I'd be so excited for the ball...
Grayson:"Good morning!" I say. "More like good afternoon. It's 3:00 PM!" She exclaims. "Prince Gabriel's ball is today. You have to be ready by 6:00 PM," She reminds me."Actually... I met him at the soccer match yesterday..." I say."Really? Is he your mate?" She asks excitingly."Ex-mate. He rejected me! Isn't that great?!" I exclaim joyfully. Her eyes went wide."Rejected you? What?" She asks in disbelief. I nod proudly."So that means I don't have to go to the ball, right?" I ask. She shakes her head."Nope, you are going young lady. You can find your second chance mate!" She says. I groan. "Nope, I'm not going," I declare. She glares at me."Grayson Ember Vasquez Lopez!" She screams. If you're wondering about my last name, then lemme explain: My mom was white, and my dad was half-Hispanic and half-white. So I guess I'm a quarter Hispanic."You are going to the ball whether you like it or not!" She yells. I roll my eyes, grabbing some bacon strips and going upstairs to my room.
Grayson:Oh! It's the magnificent Prince Gabriel. Please note the sarcasm. "Bruh, I thought you found your mate already!" I say. He just glares at me."Yeah, it's you. I, Gabriel Daemon Lupa hereby accept you as my mate," He states. Ew, no."Nope, I'm out. Peace!" I say, walking towards the door. He jumped in front of me, blocking the door. "Come on, I thought we were cool, man. I thought you rejected me, and we were going to live happily freely after," I say."Sorry, but I changed my mind.""What if I reject you?" I ask."Pffft... I dare you," he says."Well, a dare is a dare... I,-" I started, but was cut off by him jumping on my and covering my mouth with his hand. "No, if you reject me, I will not hesitate to mark you right here," He growls. I try to respond, but my voice is muffled by his hand."What's your name?" He asks, removing his hand."Uh, Francesca," I lie. He furrows his eyebrows."Are you saying the truth?" He asks suspiciously."Yeahhh..." I lie again. "I can
Grayson: So now, we're sitting in Prince Gabriel's room."Hey, wanna play 20 questions?" He asks me."Ok fine, I start. What's your wifi password?" I ask, pulling out my phone. He sighs and takes his phone out. After scrolling through some stuff, he says:"C43 98S MW1," He replies."Ok my turn. Can you tell me your name?" He asks."Yes I can. My turn, how old are you, like, 30?" I ask, smirking. He glares at me."I'm 18... And you didn't answer my question," He states. "Yes I did, you didn't ask me what's my name, you asked me if I can tell you my name," I say. He rolled his eyes."What's your name?' He asks."My name is a noun. Just like every other name," I say, smirking. He groans in annoyance."Do you have any siblings?" I ask."Yeah, Lilly and Micheal. Lilly's 5 years old and Micheal is 12," He says. I nod understandingly."How do you spell your name?" He asks. Wow he's really desperate to know my name..."With letters. Duh.”"Fuck it," He says. I smile in victory."What's your
Gabriel:When we arrive to the room, I lock the door and stand infront of it, making sure she can't escape."I'm tired," She states. "Well let's go to sleep then," I reply, sitting on the bed."Uh, nope. I ain't sleeping next to you," She says. I sigh."Fine. You sleep here, I'll sleep somewhere else," I tell her."Sure, just lemme get my pajamas- Oh right, I don't have anything to sleep in," She states. "You can wear one of my shirts," I say, opening my closet and grabbing a plain black shirt, throwing it at her. She catches it, and looks at it."Ok, but what about pants?" She asks."I think that shirt will be enough," I reply, smirking."Are you saying that I'm short?" She questions. "Well, you are," I state. She huffs and walks over to me, stopping right infront of me. The top of her head came up to the level of my eyes. I have to admit, she's taller than other girls in this pack."I am not short," She states. I roll my eyes."Whatever you say, midget," I say to annoy her. She g
Grayson:"Please? I'm not even going to sleep in the same bed as you, I promise," Prince Shithead asks for the millionth time. I groan, throwing my head back."Fine." He lets out a sigh of relief, smiling. I walk to the bathroom and close the door. I just got convinced to sleep in the same room as him. That means... I can't escape tonight... I'll try again tomorrow; I'm dead tired from all that running. By sleeping here, I have to take a big risk. I take off my contact lenses, throwing them in the toilet and flushing them. I stare at the mirror: nope. This is all kinds of nope. I hate my eyes. I walk out the bathroom and immediately go onto the bed, so that Prince Shithead can't see them. I know I hate him, but no one deserves to see these hideous orbs. "Can I sleep on the bed?" He asks softly. "Sure thing, just lemme go back home to sleep in my own bed," I reply. He sighs, and walks over to a couch in the corner, turning off the lights. I could feel his stare burning holes in my
Gabriel:Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.I groan as my alarm goes off. I turn it off, before realizing that I'm in my couch. I glance over at my bed and see her sleeping, on her stomach, all spread out. Her... I don't even know her name. I got up and walked over to her. She looked so... I don't know, pretty, I guess?"Our mate isn't just pretty. She's beautiful," Gavin says. "Yeah but, isn't it too early to call her beautiful?" I ask."She's our mate! I already knew she was beautiful before we even met her!" Gavin exclaims. I roll my eyes and check my phone. FUCK, I'm getting late! I don't even have time to shower! I quickly ran ran to my closet and threw on a pair of jeans and a shirt before running to my office to do some Alpha shit, grabbing some coffee along the way. So much fucking paperwork to do! Sometimes I hate being an Alpha. But hey, all the girls go all over me for it. After finally finishing my work, I walk in my room and close the door behind me, dropping my bag
Grayson:So now we're driving back to hell the castle. I'm repetitively hitting my head back on the seat."Don't do that," Prince Shithead growls. "You'll hurt yourself, love," He adds in a softer tone. I stop hitting my head on the seat for a second, and started hitting my head on the window instead. "Grayson," He says in a deep, threatening voice. I look at him, still hitting my head on the window. "I'll make you sit on my lap if I have to," He states. I roll my eyes."You'll make me sit on your lap if you want us to die in a car accident," I reply sharply. He sighs."Why do you have to be so complicated?" "Hey! I'm not complicated! I just like having freedom," I state. I'm still hitting my head against the window."You'll get your freedom when I know that you won't run away from me."After a while of driving, he abruptly stops the car and unbuckles my seat belt. Before I have time to react, he pulls me onto his lap, with my legs in between his, and starts driving again. I look up
Grayson: "Let's go to sleep," Prince Shithead says."Not on the same bed, alright?" He frowns."Please?" "No.""Mates are supposed to sleep together," He pleads."But we're not-" I say, but get interrupted by him:"We are mates, we'll sleep on the same bed.""Hey, what if like, we meet a human. Like, what are you gonna say to that person?" I ask."What do you mean?" He asks."Like, how are you gonna say that we're 'mates' to them?" "I'll say that your my girlfriend," He says. I furrow my brows."I'm not your girlfriend.""Yes you are. End of discussion," He says."No I'm not," I argue."Well that's too bad. I'll only let you watch the UEFA EURO 2016 Final if you agree to be my girlfriend," He says, smirking. I huff."Fine. You're my girlfriend.""Wait, what?""We're girlfriends. End of discussion,""No that's not what I m-" He starts."-You said that you'll lemme watch the Final if we became girlfriends," I cut him off."No I said if you become my girlfriend," He responds."I am yo