"Thanks for covering for me Rina." I thank her as we head to her room, just the two of us.

She smiles happily at me, "it's what friends are for, don't worry about it." She pauses. Her features drop a bit, informing me that she's a bit concerned with something. Before I can ask about it, she voices her concerns, "don't you think...now this is just a suggestion... But don't you think you should tell Greyson?"

My cheeks flame red and my heart drops to the floor. "I... I..."

"I mean I know I'm not in your shoes, but I just feel like you should tell him, don't you think?"

"I can't..."

"Why not?"

"Well for starters, I don't know how Greyson even feels about me..."

"But," she cuts me off, "if he does feel towards you the way you feel about him, then this is something he should know and be prepared for."

I frown, "personally, I think the opposite. If he does like me, then why should I tell him? If I tell him, then I will end up telling him how much I care about him, and he would return the feelings, yet we would be stuck. I will still have to mate with Damien, no matter if he likes me or not. If I tell him, and he does like me, it will only hurt the both of us more than it has to."

She sighs, "I suppose that's true... I just feel that it's not fair for either of you. Why don't you get to be with the person you want?"

I shrug as a stinging pain shoots through my heart, "that's the way it was decided to be. It's simply something I don't have a choice with."

"Are you going to sleep with him?"

"What!?" I ask shocked. I turn to Rina who's looking at me with a straight face.

"With Damien. Are you going to ... you know... have sex with him?"

My face scrunches up in disgust. "Um, no. This is Damien we are talking about here."

"But..." She comment, "he is going to be your mate... and he is going to be Alpha... won't he need kids?"

I stick my tongue out in disgust, "he won't be getting them from me, not as long as I have a say in it."

"I see... I guess that's at least good to hear, that you won't let yourself be forced into that."

I smile with pride, "of course. I may be forced into being a mating pair with Damien, but to actually have sex with him? That's a whole other story. A whole other story that's not happening -- ever."

We continue small talk after that, as we make our way to Rina's room. I notice how hidden and tucked away her room is in the girls' hallway.

Yet her room is huge. When we walk in, I'm shocked by the sheer size of it. It is way larger than most normal rooms in this pack. The Alpha sure knows how to treat people well when he appreciates their work.

"I forgot I have never been in your room before," I comment as she leads me over to her walk in closet. She opens the door wide, revealing a huge area with loads of clothing. "It's super nice in here."

She smiles proudly, "indeed it is. I started off, after my parents abandoned me, living with one of the maid in a small room. Then the Alpha discovered my power. Instead of shying away, he decided to help me build my ability, strengthen it in a sense. Once I was old enough to live alone, he gave me this room. Pretty cool, huh?"

"Very cool." I trail my fingers over the wood on the doorway leading into the closet.

I watch as she goes behind a rack of dangling shirts and dresses. She pulls out a large safe, equipped with an impressive circular twisting lock. The ones with all the numbers. Those ones are far more difficult to break into. She quickly scrolls in the code and unlocks the safe. Once the door is fully opened, she shoots her hand out towards me, waiting.

I hand her my small chest, knowing that's what she's asking for.

She places it into the safe, closes it up, and locks the door. She slides the safe towards the back of the closet, so that it is once again hidden behind her clothes. Then she stands and joins me at the door.

"You know," she tells me, "besides Leo, you're the only friend I've ever had in my room."

I move to the side, allowing her to lead me back into her massive room. "Really? Well I'm honored. And thank you for letting me keep my memorabilia here. I don't know when I will be back for it, but I need to figure out my whole situation concerning me living in Damien's room before I can trust keeping important stuff in there."

She nods in understanding, "take your time Lucia. I'm not worried about it. That small box is no inconvenience to me. You know I'd do anything for you."

I smile, knowing that she's telling the truth. Rina really would do anything for me. We have merely been friends for a short while, yet, here we are, closer than most people in this pack. It's incredible the strength of our friendship.

"Thanks Rina, I really appreciate everything you've done for me. I don't know how I got so lucky getting you as my best friend."

She giggles, "ditto. I feel the exact same way. Do you need a place to sleep tonight? Considering you won't be returning to your suite?"

I nod my head, "yeah actually that would be great..."

My wolf whimpers as an image of Greyson and I entangled in our earlier position runs through my head, sending a weird desire through my body. I quickly push the image away and my wolf pouts even more. I roll my eyes at her.

"Need some pajamas?" She asks me, scanning over my outfit which still consists of Greyson's baggy white shirt and sweat pants.

I laugh, "yeah that would be great."

I've been in Greyson's stuff all day. I totally forgot I've looked like a bum this whole time... But his things are super comfortable. Wearing them is like wearing a safety blanket.

"You know, maybe just a change of shirt will be fine. These sweatpants are pretty comfy..." I tell her as she starts rummaging through her drawers.

She turns to me, giving me a sympathetic look. I frown as she reads right into my hidden thoughts, "those are Greyson's sweatpants... Aren't they?"

I sigh. She knows me too well already. "Yeah..."

"Don't you think it will make your situation harder if you keep them on?"

"Maybe..."

She sighs, "I can't make you do anything, so here." She hands me a clean shirt, fresh underwear and sweatpants. "If you want to stay in them, that's fine but you have the option to change."

"Thanks..."

I take the clothes. Then we decide it's time to shower. Rina lends me a towel and off we go.

The community girls bathroom is pretty large. There are several shower stalls and bathroom stalls. There are a few older women who just exited the shower. They are talking amongst one another. They continue to engage in conversation as Rina and I set up to enter the shower stalls.

When I hop in, I remove all my clothes. My eyes widen a bit in shock. I notice that the last time I showered was before the raid. My skin under my shirt and pants is still darkened with leftover spots of dried blood.

I can't believe I've looked like this and Greyson was still attracted to me... Granted, my face and arms were clean, but the rest of me is still gross.

I shake it off, ignoring the butterflies and tingles shooting through my body at the mere thought of him. I can't keep doing this to myself or my wolf. With every thought, I fall for him more and more.

If only Damien hadn't threatened Greyson. I would run away, that way I wouldn't have to bear the pain of being with Damien and I know Greyson would be safe. But I can't run. And I can't be with Greyson, because the Alpha would never agree to that, not when his own son is set on having me as his mate. I mean I could kill Damien... but I suppose that would only end in me getting killed by the Alpha. Plus, I hate Damien, but I don't know if I could kill him. So there's nothing I could logically do... I'm stuck in a devastating black hole that's just sucking me in. There's absolutely no escape.

My shower is long. I scrub every crevice of my body and shave, finally feeling clean. I shut off the water. Then I wipe down with the towel and put on the fresh new underwear and the fitted shirt but slip on the old sweatpants. I bundle up the rest of the stuff in my hands and start heading back to Rina's room.

She finished showering well before I was halfway done with my own. I don't feel bad about taking so much longer. She wasn't nearly as filthy as I was. Actually, she wasn't really dirty at all. I think she realized that I needed a shower and that's why she offered to go with me.

I finally make it back to her room. I reach out to the doorknob and open the door wide.

I freeze.

Then my cheeks blush bright red.

On the bed, a shirtless Leo is hovering over a half naked Rina. I cover my eyes simultaneously as a small scream comes from Rina's mouth. Clearly she lost track of time and wasn't expecting me back so soon.

"Wow, I am so sorry. You know what, I just forgot that I had to talk to Derek about something, so I'm going to go do that." I add quickly as I turn away and go to shut the door.

"Wait Lucia-" I don't let Rina finish as I completely close the door behind me, hurry away from her room and out of the girls' hallway.

My cheeks stained a deep beet red, completely embarrassed as to what I just witnessed. My heart pumps nervously through my chest as I get as far away from the situation as possible.

I can't believe I just walked in on them... Why didn't I knock?! I'm such an idiot. How would I feel if Rina was to do that to me... Wait... Huh. I suppose this is kind of like pay back for them almost walking in on Greyson and me earlier today...

My wolf perks up at the thought of Greyson. I want to roll my eyes at her, but to be honest... I can't. I enjoy thinking about him as well. I miss the way his arms fit perfectly around my waist as he pulls me in close to kiss me. I miss the way his fingers slowly and torturously caress my bare skin. And I especially miss the fire and tingles that spread through out my whole body when he is near me. And the way that fire burns more passionate the closer we get to one another. My wolf urges me to go see him. I try to push her down and ignore the thought, but something stops me. Another thought nudges its way into my head... and it might be a terrible thought... but after tonight, I won't be able to really see Greyson again, well at least not alone. Should I go see him? Should I tell him about Damien? Maybe I should...

While I'm internally conflicted, my wolf grunts at me quickly. Without hesitation and catching me off guard, she over powers my mind. I find myself being pushed to the back of my head as she takes over. My eyes darken fully, as she is now in full control. I try to push her back, but I simply can't. I try to move my arms, but once again, I fail miserably. She wants something, and she wants it badly.

Amazement and worry floods through me.

I've never had my wolf take over without permission before. During the attack was the first time I truly let her out, but now? Now, she is controlling my human form and I'm stuck on the back burner.

I watch myself strut all the way through the halls, making it to the boys' corridor and straight to Greyson's door. She reaches out. Grabbing the knob in my hand and opens it wide. I watch in shock as she simply just steps into the room, closing the door behind us.

The lights in the room are all off, besides the lamp on the nightstand and the TV that's running. Greyson sits on his bed with a book in his lap. He looks up at the sound of his door opening and closing spontaneously.

He closes his book in his lap as he stares over at me.

"Lucia? Are you okay?" He asks me, not realizing my wolf is in full control.

I growl at her in my head as I fight for possession of my body. She some how manages to fight me off as she struts right over to the bed. My head spins in embarrassment as we get there. Greyson hops up, clearly worried about me. He knows this isn't typical of me to do.

He starts to ask, "are you-" but is quickly cut off by my wolf reaching up, grabbing his shirt and pulling him down so she can crush my lips to his.

A burst of tingles and adrenaline rushes through my system.

At the feel of him against my skin, I start to slowly gain control over my wolf again, managing to push her back. She seems content, finally getting to touch Greyson. She purrs softly as I push her back in my mind. I feel myself gain control over my fingers. Next are my legs. Then my lips. After a moment of kissing, I once again have full control over my body. I'm about to separate us, when suddenly Greyson's hands grab hold of my hips. The gentle pressure is so subtly yet it feels so good. It makes me imagine the feel of his hands all along my bare skin.

He kisses me back with great passion. Our lips slanting over one another, slowly fighting for dominance, but neither one of us truly caring who wins. In this game, we're both winners.

I moan as his fingers trail up, slowly skimming over the band of the sweatpants and lifting up my shirt. They land on my skin, the section right below my bellybutton. My own hands trail up his chest and wrap around his neck. I pull him closer to me, intensifying the kiss.

We mingle like this for a while. His fingers so close to slipping under the cloth of my pants, yet don't move any lower than the waist band. A heat pulses through me, settling at my core. I groan in slight annoyance that he hasn't moved his hand yet.

I decide to make my own move.

I slip my hands from his neck. They slowly trail down, landing on his chest. Then I rotate us, so that way his back is to the bed, but I'm still in front of him. My hands find their way to the bottom hem of his shirt. I raise it and we break the kiss for a moment as I lift it above his head and discard it onto the floor. The second it touches to ground, our lips are back on one another. My hands land on his chest. Then, slowly, they trail down. I trace his abs and all of his deliciously defined muscles. I reach his gym shorts and underwear. My hands grab hold of the waist bands and slowly push them down until they fall around his ankles. Gently but with a slight assertiveness, I push him to sit on the bed.

I start trailing kisses over his cheek and downward. He groans in pleasure as I suck a bit at the nape of his neck. I even bite a bit, scraping my teeth gently on his warm skin. His grip on my sides tightens at the feel of me kissing him. I continue southward, trailing kisses over his chest, down his rock solid abs and straight towards his hardened self. I fall gently to my knees as I grip him in my hands and form my lips around his shaft.

My tongue runs in circles as my hand grips the base. My mouth moves up and down. He growls as my pace begins to grow. My hand moving up and down, matching the tempo of my mouth's work. I continue like this for a bit. My mouth proceeds its torturous sucking. It continues moving up and down as my hand does the same. I suck a little harder. As I do, I feel him swell beneath my hand. He groans as he releases into my mouth. The liquid squirts in fast. I'm sure to swallow the unique taste whole before I remove him from my mouth. I lick my lips clean and look up to find Greyson looking down at me. His breathing is hard and shallow. His eyes have a familiar look about them. They are looking at me with amazement and adoration.

The look just sends more heated desires through my body. I feel myself shake with passion.

Slowly, Greyson grabs hold of my hand. He stands, guiding me back up onto my feet with him. He continues to give me his passionate look as he pulls me closer to him a bit. Then he grabs hold of the bottom of my shirt. He lifts it up and over my head. He gently tosses it to the ground. His hand reaches up to my chin and he lifts it. He slowly brings his lips down to my own. I moan as we connect, our lips moving slowly but passionately. He bends down a bit, grabbing hold of my thighs and lifting me up so that I'm straddling his waist. I wrap my arms around his neck and deepen the slow kiss.

His right hand keeps me secured to him, while his left trails up to my sides. I moan as his fingers ride up my bare skin, gently and torturously caressing me. His fingers move up my back, targeting the clip on my bra. In one swift motion, he undoes it. I move my arms from around his neck and pull my bra off all the way. Then, I feel him turn and lean us down. Soon my back is resting on his bed. I untangle my legs from around him.

We continue to kiss, but the pace soon quickens as a desire courses through me. His one hand trails up my side, gliding slowly over my skin. It reaches my bare chest. There, he gently massages and slowly pulls and twists. I moan as desire pulses through me. Our kiss grows more heated. Our tongues battling for dominance in a sweet dance.

He leans his lower body weight on me. I moan in sudden shock as I feel his freshly hardened self press up against my core. Unconsciously I find myself slowly moving my hips, grinding him up against me. I moan as I hit a sweet spot, shaking my body a bit. Another course of desire flows through me, and the urge to remove the clothes on my lower half pulses into my head. As if reading my mind, Greyson's fingers trail down to my sweatpants. Slowly he grabs hold of the waist band and moves them down. His hands skimming over my bare thighs and legs as he completely removes them and discards them to the floor.

I almost sulk as I realize he isn't leaning himself on me again, but my mood quickly changes as I notice his one hand lands on my lower stomach. I feel tingles and sparks fly through my system as it trails down to my core. His fingers glide under my underwear. They slowly caress my skin and land at my core. Pure bliss courses through my muscles as his finger enters me slowly. I moan and grab hold of Greyson's shoulders. My muscles tighten and he slowly moves his finger in and out. My breathing grows heavier as my mind starts doing circles. I find it hard to focus on kissing as my mind spins on delight. Greyson notices and slowly breaks the kiss. He leans down and starts nibbling and sucking on the nape of my neck. I moan in complete bliss at the feel of him all over me. Yet, I want more.

"Grey," I manage to moan. He slowly stops kissing my neck and removes his finger from me. I want to pout but I decide against it.

"What's wrong? Want me to stop?" His eyes are dark and filled with desire, yet he's so willing to obey to what I want.

I shake my head, "no. I want more..."

He leans up so that he is hovering over me. His arms now trapping me fully below him. Our lips are mere inches away. He examines my face, studying it closely. "By more, do you mean..."

I feel my cheeks grow red in embarrassment. Was that a weird thing to say? Ugh I can't believe I ruined the moment. My eyes break from his and I turn my head to the side, embarrassed. "Sorry that was a weird request..."

"Not weird, more like unexpected. I distinctly remember you telling me you are keeping your first time for when you and your mate become official."

My cheeks grow even more red. "I did say that... But is it so bad if I changed my mind?"

"Not bad at all. I just want to make sure this is a sane decision. I don't want you to regret it."

Regret sleeping with Greyson? As if I could ever regret that. He's the only one that I really want to ever do these things with...

"I could never regret it."

That's when I feel his lips slowly land on my neck. He kisses and sucks. I moan at the touch. His teeth gently skim over my bare skin. I moan again and grab the bed sheets as my wolf cries in pleasure from the spot on my neck he is fooling around with. It sends this strange pleasurable feeling jolting through me and straight to my core.

His mouth finally trails up my neck and meet my lips again. My body still shaking deliciously, and I kiss him back with equal passion. My hands trail up his arms and grab hold of his sturdy shoulders. His hands trails down my sides and reaches my underwear. His fingers hook onto the sides of it. Slowly, he pulls them down and discards them to the floor. My heart beats nervously in my chest at my complete bareness. The air wraps around me as I kiss him back nervously.

He uses his left hand to support himself and his right hand to push my legs further apart. He squares himself between my legs and I feel the tip of him press against me core. My muscles tense and I squeeze his shoulders tightly. My breathing becomes harder at the closeness of our bodies.

His right hand trails up my side in a soothing manner. I find my muscles slowly relaxing under his slow touch. He breaks the kiss for a moment to whisper to me.

"Relax," he coos, "if you want me to stop, just say so at any moment."

I look up into his eyes, "I'm fine, just a little nervous... Don't stop."

He gives me a small smile and pecks my lips, "you're so cute."

My cheeks heat up a gentle pink as I feel myself relax fully under him. In that moment, he pushes himself into me swiftly. I groan as a sharp pain runs through me. My fingers grip his shoulders tightly as the pain flickers in my gut. My breathing gets hard as he remains still, inside me.

"Are you okay?" He asks me, worried about my state.

I breathe heavily but nod, "I'm fine.... It just hurt a little more than I expected. Keep going." I tell him.

He watches me carefully, studying me. When he is content that I wasn't lying to him, he slowly starts to move, in and out. The first few motions feel a bit uncomfortable and still a little tender. But slowly, my breathing grows heavy, but this time with desire and not pain. The sharp stings slowly dwindle away and are quickly replaced with a pleasurable feeling. After a while I find myself moving with Greyson, desiring more, needing more of him.

As if reading my body language, Greyson quickens his pace. I moan as he hits a spot in my core that sends crazy desire and pleasure through me. He continues to hit the spot, causing me to continue moaning in pleasure. A blissful feeling builds and builds deep within me. I don't understand the feeling, but I love every second of it. I rock against him as his lips kiss down my jaw and land gently on my neck. He torturously sucks and scrapes his teeth. I moan as pleasure comes seeping into my body at all angles. He keeps up this pace for a while until finally I come undone. My body shakes and my muscles tense. In the next moment I unravel and a blissful feeling passes over me. I fully relax under him, still feeling like I'm in another world.

In the next minute I feel his shaft swell even more. I moan as he comes into me. The liquid filling me up. I squeeze his shoulders at the delectable feeling. He relaxes over me, leaning some of his weight on me, yet he doesn't separate us. Gently he kisses my neck again. I moan in delight at the feeling. He trails his kisses up, so that he is now hovering over me. His lips meet my own. I smile as he kisses me slowly. Our lips entangling and our tongues dance together.

He finally breaks the kiss. I pout a bit causing him to smile down at me. "You're too cute."

He removes himself from me. I feel his juices slowly oozing. I feel a bit uncomfortable at the sticky mess. No one ever told me sex was so... uncleanly. He leans up from the bed and grabs a box of tissues he had there on the side table. He grabs a few and returns to me. Slowly he starts cleaning me up and I blush, completely embarrassed.

"You know I can do that..." I tell him, my cheeks bright red.

He laughs, "you get embarrassed so easily. Just relax I'm already done." He tells me as he finishes cleaning. He stands and goes to throw the tissues away.

I watch his naked God-like self walk to the trash and back, examining his rippling and toned muscles. He is so sexy. It almost makes me want to jump him again. He returns to the bed and flicks off the lamp that rests on his night stand. I feel him climb over me and land on the other side of me. He moves the covers, getting under them. Then he motions for me to join. I don't hesitate as I scoot under the sheets next to him. He slips his arm behind me and I cuddle into his chest. I feel in complete bliss.

We lay like this for a long while. I listen to his beating heart as it slows and his breathing becomes even.

A thought runs through my head.

Damien.

My heart thumps loudly in my chest. Somehow, in the moment, I completely forgot about tomorrow. I'm going to be Damien's mate. Should I tell Greyson about Damien and I...?

Oh. My. God.

What is he going to think? I mean realistically, Greyson and I have never said we like one another. We have only ever hooked up. Could he be that angry if we just stop hooking up? I suppose Rina is right, I should tell him.

"Greyson," I whisper. Yet nothing. I just hear his gentle breathing. "Greyson." I try again, but to no avail. He's asleep. I sigh. It would be cruel to wake him up for this reason. I will have to break the news to him in the morning.