Chapter 11

Grayson:

"Wanna go have dinner with the rest of the pack again?" Prince Shithead asks. Uhhhhhhhhh... I didn't want to offend him by saying that his pack is a bunch of assholes, but truly I'd rather skip dinner than get roasted over there again.

Prince Shithead must've read my thoughts or something.

"Or maybe we could just order some pizza and stay here. If you want," He adds. A tiny smile made its way on my face.

"Sure," I reply.

A few minutes later, we were laying on the bed an empty box of pizza.

"I'm full," I state, chewing on the crust of my last pizza.

"Same here," He responds. He ate 5 slices, and I ate 3. We both stayed silent for a while.

"Thanks," I finally say. He looks at me, confused.

"For what?" He asks. I shrug.

"For not making me go down there," I answer. He chuckles.

"I didn't want to go there either. Delilah's such a pain in the ass. I can't believe that I used to date her," He says.

"You were dating her?" I ask in disbelief. Well, I don't know why I'm surprised, I m