Natalie Grayson I didn't really like shopping, to be honest. I was carrying three bags filled with clothes and half weren't even my own. The three girls who seemed unaffected by two hours of non-stop shopping were happily conversing about the latest trends as well as holding four bags each, two on each arm as they were being followed by three guards and me. I huffed out a breath. The three guards beside me were watching me curiously as they too, held three bags filled with clothes. One even offered to hold the bags that were with me, but I declined, noticing how much bags were on his own arms. We should have just brought a trolley. "Natalie! There is a cute dress over in that store that I know would look good on you!" Sophie giggled out, coming over to grab my arm and guiding me to the store where a pretty white dress was being showcased on a mannequin. It landed mid thigh and had a very Goddess like look, with lace overlapping the white fabric and some skin being shown in the stom

Natalie Grayson Zach and Gwen’s relationship was blossoming into something adorable. A mark was already on her neck one week after they were proclaimed mates. Nolan and Brandon who were not so ecstatic about the whole ordeal, had avoided Zach like a plague, whereas her parents were absolutely thrilled. It was weird to see Gwen so damn happy all the time, and the romance between she and Zach 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 really envied them in every way. I stopped interacting with everyone. Gwen'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 Nolan's parents talked on and on about the newly mated couple, and me and Brandon loathed every second of it. He had become my only rock besides Nolan, and he knew the pain of seeing a very happy couple always

Natalie Grayson I was snuggled up in the library after asking one of the servants to clean it after the Gwen incident. Nolan was doing his Alpha duties before we left for the honeymoon thing, and I was casually catching up on my Harry Potter books before I heard the slight knock on the library door. “Come in," I told whoever was at the door, and it slowly opened, revealing Nolan who was dressed in an impeccably smart looking outfit. He wore a dark blue button up shirt and black dress pants with, of course, matching black shoes. I was blessed with such a good looking mate. I smiled brightly and placed my book down before I ran up to him, wrapped my arms around him and inhaled his scent. "It has been two hours since I last saw you," he said, chuckling slightly as he also embraced me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Are you complaining?" I asked and smirked, loving the feeling of his arms wrapped around me. He made me feel very safe and protected at all times. "Never," he whis

Natalie Grayson My mother was someone who would speak her mind if it meant protecting the ones she loved. Right now was the perfect example. She had the confidence as if she was born a Luna. Nolan's gaze and everyone else's gazes were directed to my family, who, besides my mother and father, looked around cautiously. My breath hitched in my throat as I saw Nolan's family looking towards my family, obviously not liking the disrespect my mother was giving to Nolan 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, as I tried not to gasp in pain. The air was thick with tension, and if the tension was a real thing, I could cut it with a sharp knife. I stared at my mother who sat up straight as she looked Nolan in the eye as an act of defiance. She could have been seriously hurt if Nolan was not my mate, because he was holding on to the last string of restraint that he had for me. And even if he hurt my

Natalie Grayson "What do you want, Natalie?" my mother asked as she sat on the bed with my father while I sat across from them on a small stool. I bit my lip as I triedto put a sentence together before staring at them with guilt behind my eyes. "I am here to apologize for not at least contacting you after everything that happened. Honestly, I feel so terrible,” I confessed trying not to look them in the eyes. It was hard not to see my mother's disappointment when she was sitting just a few feet away. "I just can't believe you didn't at least call, even after everything we and your siblings have been through. We thought you would at least try to contact us. We would have understood if you haven't been settled, but even when you had the chance, you didn't and that's just selfish," my father spat out, his hands forming tight fists as my mother placed her hand on his thigh. "I know it was selfish of me to not call you, but I couldn't face you all. I could visibly see Matt and Alice al