Amelia's POV Miles and Kayla's relationship was blossoming into something adorable, a mark was already born on her neck one week after they were proclaimed mates, Gray and Mitchell, being not so ecstatic about the whole ordeal, had avoided Miles like a plague, whereas her parents, we absolutely thrilled. It was weird to see Kayla so damn happy all the time, the romance between Miles and her was almost sickening, I saw them making out on the couch as I ate my breakfast, and I heard their activities in the hallways almost twice every week. I envied them in every way. I stopped interacting with everyone. Kayla's friends were almost forgotten because of her new mate and they seemed to have quite a few fights here and there. I tried to ignore the pang in my chest every time Grayson's parents enthused about the newly mated couple, Mitchell and me, loathed every second of it. He had become the only rock, besides Grayson, who knew the pain of seeing a very happy couple always in our view.
Grayson's POV I woke up with my mate in my arms, her body heat was giving me warmth as I held her body in my own. She was facing me, my hands wrapping around her waist as I brought her closer, her aura was giving off a calm blue, a slight tinge of pink wrapping around her heart and where I touched her and it made me feel lighter every time my hands skimmed another area. I smiled lightly, even though I couldn't see her face, I knew she was beautiful, her personality was amazing and she was just Amelia, she was my mate. It was probably around eleven in the morning, I had mind-linked a servant to bring us breakfast before eleven-thirty so that Irene had a good rest and I could spend my time admiring her. My heart felt warm being next to her, I felt happier, lighter, brighter. Therapy was finally completed and even though I was able to see her on Sundays, it was not enough for me, but now I'm here and I'll never let her go. I thank my trainers and counsellors for getting me to this poi
Grayson's POV I woke up with my mate in my arms, her body heat was giving me warmth as I held her body in my own. She was facing me, my hands wrapping around her waist as I brought her closer, her aura was giving off a calm blue, a slight tinge of pink wrapping around her heart and where I touched her and it made me feel lighter every time my hands skimmed another area. I smiled lightly, even though I couldn't see her face, I knew she was beautiful, her personality was amazing and she was just Amelia, she was my mate. It was probably around eleven in the morning, I had mind-linked a servant to bring us breakfast before eleven-thirty so that Irene had a good rest and I could spend my time admiring her. My heart felt warm being next to her, I felt happier, lighter, brighter. Therapy was finally completed and even though I was able to see her on Sundays, it was not enough for me, but now I'm here and I'll never let her go. I thank my trainers and counsellors for getting me to this poi
Amelia's POV I was snuggled up in the library after asking one of the servants to clean it after the Kayla incident as Grayson was doing his Alpha duties before we left for this 'honeymoon' thing. I was casually catching up on my Harry Potter before I heard the slight knock on the library door. "Come in," I told whoever was at the door, it slowly opened revealing Grayson in an impeccably smart looking outfit. He wore a dark black button up shirt and black dress pants, with, of course, the matching black shoes. I was blessed with such a good looking mate. I smiled brightly, placing my book down and ran up to him, wrapping my arms around him and inhaling his scent. "It's been two hours since I last saw you," he chuckled lightly as he also embraced me by wrapping his arms around my waist. "Are you complaining?" I smirked, loving the feeling of his arms wrapped me, he made me feel very safe, protected at all times. "Never," he whispered, kissing my ear before retracting his hands aw
Amelia's POV I ran to my family, they were huddled together talking to some pack members and they were enjoying themselves. Grayson trailed behind me, his hand clasped into my own as I hurried towards them. Alia, Amy, Timmy and Johnny were playing with other wolves of their own age before they saw me, they all screamed, besides Johnny who didn't really care and ran towards me. Tears welled in my eyes as my hand slipped out of Grayson's to welcome my siblings in my arms. Alia was crying wildly, sobbing into my shoulder as she clutched onto my body, Amy and Timmy hugged me from the back, giggling wildly as they placed wet kisses on the back of my head. My parents seemed to notice my appearance and rushed to me, hugging me from both sides and I felt suffocated under their weight, but in that moment, I felt complete. I cried happy tears with them, no words spoken as we just hugged each other until we couldn't breathe. Before we knew it, Johnny managed to crawl this way and plop himself
Amelia's POV My mother was someone who would speak her mind if it meant protecting the ones she loved. Right now was the perfect example. She held confidence as if she was born a Luna, Grayson's gaze and everyone else's stares were directed to my family, who, besides my mother and father, looked around cautiously. My breath hitched in my throat as I saw Grayson's family looking towards my family, obviously not liking the disrespect my mother was giving to Gray who was trying hard not snap. His grip on my shoulder was almost painful as his elongated nails turned into small claws. I bit my lip, trying not to gasp in pain. The air was thick with tension, if it tension was a real thing, I could cut it with a sharp knife. I stared at my mother who sat up straight, looking Grayson in the eye as an act of defiance. She could've been seriously hurt if he was not my mate, he was holding on to the last string of restraint that he had, me. He hurts my family, I will never speak to him again,
Amelia's POV The vacation that Grayson and I were supposed to take had been postponed to next week due to my family being here instead of back in my old pack. It's been three days since the incident and I couldn't shake off the guilty feeling that latched onto me since that afternoon. I felt heavy everywhere as if something was heavy against my body and I couldn't rid of the memories of my mother's disappointed face. I felt utterly depressed when I should be happy, Grayson had been trying to put a smile on my face, but his attempts were in vain as I only managed to give him a fake smile, and that hurt me even more. The day after the incident he surprised me with a bunch of white roses, his attempt to cheer me up only brought a small smile to my face and a kiss. It sat in my room, every time I looked at it, I felt even more terrible for not reacting happier or bubbler. But, it made me realise he was trying, so at least I should be trying too. It did make me feel alright when he'd co
Amelia's POV "What do you want Amelia?" my mother stressed out as she sat on the bed with my father as I sat across from her on a small stool. I bit my lip, trying to get together a sentence before staring at them with guilt behind my eyes. "I'm here to apologise for not at least contacting you after everything that has happened, I honestly feel so terrible," I confessed trying not to look at them in the eyes, it was hard to look at my mother's disappointment when she was sitting a few feet away. "I just can't believe you didn't at least call, after everything we and your siblings have been through, we thought you'd at least try to contact us. We would've understood if you have been running away, but when you had the chance, that's just selfish," my father spat out, his hands forming tight fists as my mother rested her hand on his thigh. "I know it was selfish of me to not call you, but I couldn't face you guys. I could visibly see Johnny and Alia almost strangled to death. How d