Song: cliché by mxmtoon
Words: 2269
Published: July 10th, 2020
Third Person POV
Rayna

8:42 A.M.      

Rayna walks through the halls of the castle, bored. She doesn't want to paint or listen to The Flower Wolves, Harley's working, and Naomi is out and Savvy is on a date with Calum.

She wanders into the Leader Commons living room where she finds Emmett sitting on the couch. He gives her a glance, acknowledging her entrance, and then turns back to the TV. He was wearing a grey beanie, dark red tank top, and black ripped jeans. He's honestly one of the last people you'd expect to be royalty if you were to judge by appearances.

Okay, Rayna, she thinks to herself, taking a deep breath. You can do this.

She walks to the same couch Emmett was sitting on, though the opposite side as him, and sits down.

"Wh- What are you watching?" she asks, then internally cursing herself for stuttering.

"Criminal Minds," he tells her.

"Wh- What's it about?" she asks, quietly. She knows she's heard of it. Maybe Mr. West was watching it one time.

Emmett turns to her with an astonished look on his face.

"You don't know what Criminal Minds is?" he asks, dumbfounded.

Embarrassed and shrinking, she's honest and shakes her head. Back at the River Shine Pack, she wasn't allowed to the touch the remote unless told to. She was never able to watch what she wanted on TV, and all Johnathan watched was sports.

She expects him to go off on her for not knowing, so she braces herself.

"We need to binge it," Emmett exclaims, grabbing the remote and going to Netflix. Rayna looks at him, confused. "I don't want you to not understand what's happened, and it's so fucking good."

She smiles.

*~*~*~*

Rayna quickly gets used to Emmett's glorifying comments about Hotch and Reid as they binge Criminal Minds. Of course, they still eat lunch and snack, but they spend their entire day on that couch binging as much of the show as they can.

They're just finishing up Episode 18 when the clock strikes 10 P.M. and Harley comes downstairs to get Rayna. He's checked in on their binge session a few times already, and unlike most alphas would be when their mate is hanging out with another male, he isn't jealous at all. He's glad that Rayna is making friends and becoming more comfortable. Besides, he knows that Emmett would never do anything, nor would Rayna.

"Baby, it's time for bed," Harley tells her, kissing the top of her head.

"It's almost over," Rayna whines.

"Yeah," Emmett says, backing her up.

"Fine, but once it's over I'm taking you to bed, okay?" he asks.

"Mhm hm," she hums eagerly, nodding and still staring at the screen. Harley groans inwardly and walks into the kitchen to have a late night snack.

A few minutes later, the end credits for that episode are playing.

"C'mon, baby. Let's go to bed," Harley says softly, walking over to the couch.

"Okay," she mumbles, standing up and rubbing her eyes. Harley picks her up and carries through the kitchen to the stairs. "Goodnight, Emmett."

"Night, you two," he calls back.

Rayna yawns when Harley opens their bedroom door, and he sets her down.

"You gotta go change, sweetheart," he tells her quietly. She nods and heads into the closet to do so. Harley sits down on the bed, waiting for her so he can change, too.

He hears a loud snap from inside the closet and gets worried.

"Rayna?" he calls out, standing up and walking closer to the closet. "You okay in there?"

"Yeah . . ."

"What was that snapping sound?" he asks.

Slowly, she opens the closet door. Harley first realizes that she isn't wearing any pants, only underwear, leaving her legs exposed. Second, underneath the flimsy shirt she had on, she wasn't wearing a bra. He tightens his fists when he feels blood begin to rush.

Rayna's cheeks were red as she holds up a bra and hands it to Harley. He takes another step closer and grabs it.

"The clasps broke," she mumbles. He checks, and sure enough, each of the clasps were broken.

"How'd that happen?" he questions.

"I- I think I outgrew them," she whispers.

Harley's neck turns red.

"You've been eating more than you did before, right?" She nods. "It makes sense that you'd be growing," he thinks aloud. She nods again. "We can get you more bras tomorrow, okay?"

"O- Okay . . . C- Could I also get n- new underwear? Th- They're k- k- kinda small, too."

Harley bites his lip, trying to keep his eyes from wandering.

"Yeah. Of course."

*~*~*~*

"How was your day?" Harley asks as Rayna crawls into bed with him.

"It was good. Emmett's funny," she tells him. "How about you?"

"It was okay. I just worked. I wish I saw you more." He rolls onto his side and pulls Rayna into his chest.

"I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay."

"I'm really tired," Rayna says, yawning. "Night night, kitty. I love you."

Harley smiles.

"Goodnight, Rainy. I love you, too." He kisses the top of her head.

"You know what? You get nickname privileges."

*~* The Next Morning *~*

Rayna quietly sits in Harley's office while he works, sketching. She refuses to show him what just yet. She really hopes he likes it.

Then. There's a knock on the door.

"Come in," Harley says.

Keane enters the room, and Rayna hypes herself up again. Keane is Harley's best friend. She can not fuck this up.

"Hey, Keane," she greets.

"Oh. Hey, Rayna," Keane greets back with a wave, not expecting her to be there. She nods and goes back to her sketch, her heart beating a mile a minute now.

'I'm proud of you, baby,' Harley mind-links her, making her smile and blush.

The two guys start to talk about something work-related, so she doesn't listen. She turns her head when Keane starts to leave.

"Wait," she says, a bit louder than usual. The two look at her.

She stands up from the little couch Harley has in his office and holds up her sketch. It wasn't finished, but they could tell it was that picture Harley had showed her of the four leaders. Harley walks over and softly takes it from her to show Keane closer, knowing she probably doesn't want to.

"Wow. You're really good at drawing," the Beta compliments.

"Th- Thank you," she stutters, sitting back down. Harley hands her her sketchbook, and Keane leaves.

*~*~*~*

Later that day, Rayna convinces Harley that she's comfortable enough to eat supper with everyone. That means instead of it just being her and Harley, it'll be them, Naomi, Keane, Emmett, Calum, and Savvy.

Sitting at the bar counter in the kitchen, she's tapping her foot anxiously, but as everyone enters the kitchen to eat, she's okay. The McClains had prepared a lot of pizzas.

Rayna jumps up when Calum and Savvy walk in together. She already told Harley her plan, so he smiles and gives her a little nudge. She smiles back nervously and walks over to the couple. She tries not to feel intimidated by their height and age. Naomi is the youngest out of all of them, but Rayna's the shortest.

"H- Hey guys," she greets.

"Hey Rayna," Savvy responds. She places her hand in the crook of Calum's arm. "This is my mate, Calum. I don't think you've met him yet."

Calum waves softly with a smile, obviously trying not to freak her out.

"H- Hello, Calum. N- Nice to meet you."

"Same to you." She's surprised by how gentle his voice is.

"I, uhm, m- made you two something." With a somewhat shaky arm, she hands Savvy a folded piece of paper. The couple shares a curious glance before Savvy unfolds it. She gasps when she sees what's inside.

Earlier, Rayna told Harley that she wanted to draw something for Savvy and Calum. He sent her a picture of the couple for her to draw. It was one they had gotten professionally taken for their wedding the year before. In this one, they had their foreheads pressed together and were smiling. She can still see that obvious glimmer of love in their eyes.

"Oh, Goddess, Rayna," Savvy whispers in shock. She looks up at Rayna, revealing her glossy eyes. The brunette gets scared for a moment, but then Savvy pulls her in for a hug. "It's amazing. Thank you so much."

"Thank you, Rayna," Calum says as well once Savvy pulls away, wrapping an arm around his mate.

"Y- You're welcome," Rayna replies, a bit surprised. She simply nods and walks back to Harley at the counter. She sits down next to him and he takes her hand, smiling at her. She blushes and looks down at her lap.

"I'm so proud of you, baby," he tells her. He kisses her forehead, making her giggle.

"Everyone, I have an important announcement to make," Keane says, Naomi standing next to him. He looks down at her, and she looks up at him. They're both smiling and take each other's hands. "Naomi and I are mates."

Rayna and Savvy run up to Naomi and hug her while Harley, Calum, and Emmett go talk with Keane to congratulate him.

"Of course, I'm the last one to be single," Emmett complains jokingly. Rayna makes a mental note to actually talk about that with him later so he doesn't feel left out or anything.

"How'd this happen and I didn't know?" Rayna asks, slightly shaking Naomi.

"Well, I didn't figure it out until two days ago. I knew something was different about him the first day I met him when we stopped at a gas station on the way to the castle. I don't know how to describe it. My room was put into the Beta Wing, and we kept running into each other and he kept finding ways to talk to me. We finally kissed and I realized that we're mates a moment before he told me. Since I'm human, I didn't realize earlier."

"That's kinda cute," Savvy comments, making Naomi blush.

*~*~*~*

Later that night, everyone is downstairs in the lounge together. Harley's father had it put in as a man cave, and Harley has since had it renovated as a space for him and his friends. Somehow, supper lead to a night together.

Everyone besides Rayna has already had a drink or two. Naomi, being human (and the only human there), is already tipsy. Harley always claims himself the least drunk, even if it's obviously not true. Keane isn't a drinker, and he's busy taking care of Naomi. Calum and Savvy are doing just fine.

"Who wants to play truth or dare?" Keane asks.

"Ooh, we should play beer bong first," Emmett interjects. "You know that truth or dare is better the drunker we all are."

"You do have a point," Keane agrees. "Let's go play beer bong then."

Everyone stands up as Emmett and Keane set the game up.

"You know," Emmett says to Rayna, "if I weren't the royal beta, I'd be a bartender."

"It fits you."

Once it's set up, they start playing. Rayna tries to get out of by staying quiet, but Harley forces her to play. She ends up being the one to get Naomi drunk, and Naomi gets her her first sip of alcohol that night. She's been drunk before, but never around other people.

The game only continues to progress further. Once Rayna starts to feel the slightest effect of alcohol, she backs out. Savvy is the second one to get drunk.

They move onto truth or dare. If you get a truth or dare you don't want, you have to down an entire cup of whatever the person truthing/daring you chooses that Emmett will make.

"So, Rayna." Emmett is the first one to choose Rayna. She chose truth. "Have you and Harley said 'I love you' yet?"

Blushing, she nods. "Yeah."

She gets chosen again half an hour later. She chooses dare this time.

"I dare you to . . ." Naomi pauses, "make out with the wall!"

"No."

"Then drink an entire cup of vodka."

"Fine."

Emmett hands her a cup of vodka, which she downs in five seconds flat. She lays down afterwards, her head deciding to kill her. She can feel the effects more, making her tipsy, but she knows she isn't drunk yet.

She and Harley get chosen ten minutes later. Harley blurts out dare.

"I dare you two to do seven minutes in heaven," Calum says. Harley is barely even tipsy while Rayna is on the verge of being drunk.

Harley mind-links Rayna.

'Are you okay with that?'

'No."

"No."

"Two cups of vodka please," Calum slurs for Emmett. Besides Keane, Emmett is the least intoxicated.

Rayna doesn't want to drink it, knowing that she'll definitely be drunk afterwards, but she does anyways. After that, she's not even acting like herself. She crawls into Harley's lap.

She gets chosen for the fourth time about fifteen minutes later.

"I dare you to mark Harley," drunk-off-her-ass Naomi dares.

Rayna looks back at Harley, who gives her a nod. He's a little drunk now, too. She turns around, straddling him, and starts kissing his neck. He moans a little bit, and then she sinks her canines into him. He seethes in pain before moaning again, now louder.

"You two head to bed," Keane says. Harley tiredly nods, standing up. Exhausted and drunk, the two walk up the stairs together and into their bedroom.