"Oh thank you so much!" The woman pops her head back out the door and says, "Lucia said we can go in!"

They know my name? That's so strange... I swear I've never met her before, yet something about her feels familiar. I should definitely be on my guard with these people.

The door pushes open and light from the hallway filters into the room. An aura of power washer around me and I shudder. I glance at the silhouettes in the door and finally take my first real look at my two intruders. The woman is fit with a very small stature, and the man behind her has a large build. He's big and intimidating. They both step into the room. I grab hold of the comforter around me for security. I straighten my back though, to look as if I'm not intimidated. I must show no fear, especially if they're a threat.

"Mind if I turn the light on, dear?" The woman asks.

"Not at all."

In the next moment, the lights in the room flick on, and I finally get a good glimpse at the features of these two people. The woman has light brown hair. Her eyes are a deep emerald green. The man on the other hand has dark brown, almost black hair, with light blue eyes. They're older folks, but certainly not old. Like I assumed, they appear to be around the age that my mother was.

The woman smiles when she sees my face. "You're so pretty!" She comments excitedly.

I blink my eyes a few times in confusion. Um, what the hell? That's a weird first comment. "Thank you?" I respond in more of a questioning tone.

The man sighs, "Lucia, I apologize. It's very rude of us to barge in here and not introduce ourselves. My name is Aaron Alvarez, and this is my mate, Sienna." At the sound of their names my head stings in pain. I groan and bite my lip as it quickly passes. Aaron gives me a small smile because I'm clearly still confused. "We're Greyson's parents."

Greyson's what? But he's a rogue. He told me that things between him and his family are complicated. I figured that was a bad thing. So why is it that both of his parents are here and smiling brightly at me? They seem excited to meet me, and not to mention, they know who I am. That must mean -.

"Where's Greyson?" I ask them skeptically. I slide myself backwards on the bed so I'm more upright and alert.

"He's here. He's just talking to other pack mates, discussing some matters." Greyson's dad says to me.

"Can I see him?" I ask.

"As soon as he is done, yes you can." He tells me.

Sienna interrupts, "Hunny, don't you think Greyson will be done faster if you go join him in explaining things?"

Aaron looks down at his mate. She has intensity and her eyes. He knows there's a hidden message to her words, so he sighs, breaks down and nods his head in agreement. "Yeah, I suppose so." He turns to me, "It was nice to meet you Lucia. I'll see you around in a bit."

"Nice to meet you too..."

He then turn to his mate, bends down, kisses her on the cheek and whispers his love for her in her ear. She smiles, returns the words of affirmation, and soon he is out the door. Greyson's mom turns to me with a beaming smile on her face. She's a very pretty woman. She has soft, gentle features, but has an aura of confidence about her. She carries herself like she's important, very similar to how my Mom once carried herself when she and Emmanuel were mated. 

She clasps her hand together gently in front of her chest, almost like a cheerleader about to start a routine. "I'm really happy you're here with us Lucia. I would really like to get to know you a little more, but before that, would you like to come with me so we can find you some clothes to wear?" 

"Um," I glance down at myself, looking at the bright yellow dress I'm wearing, the one I wore to the party. "Sure, that would be nice."

"Perfect, come with me," she turns towards the door, expecting me to follow.

So I lift up the comforter, swing my legs off the bed, slide to the floor, and quickly hurry behind Sienna out the door.

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"These should be enough to hold you over for a few days before we find the time to go shopping for you," Sienna tells me as she places a small pile of clothes next to me on her bed. 

After our conversation in the bedroom I woke up in, Sienna explained that I was in Greyson's room. She didn't elaborate on anything, and I'm still very lost about the whole situation, but Sienna seems really trustworthy. She took me to her room, sat me on the bed and started rummaging through her closet looking for some older clothes. 

I glance down at the pile she placed in front of me. I observe the individual pieces. I reach out and fan out my options.  I find a couple of shirts and a few skirts along with a pair of jeans. I quickly grab the jeans and one of the shirts that looks the least fitting. "Thank you for this," I tell her.

"No problem, you can go change in the bathroom if you want!" She tells me, motioning to her left. There's a door that obviously leads to the bathroom in this large bedroom. 

"Okay, I will be quick," I tell her, hurrying to the bathroom door. I close it behind me.

I step into the large space. The walls are light blue and the floor is a white tile. A toilet is on my right, next to a shower. Next to that is a spa bath lodged in the right corner of the room, opposite of that is the long sink and counter. A large mirror lines the wall above the sink. I place the new clothes onto the counter on my left and turn to look in it. My hair, which was once nicely curled for the announcement ceremony, is now a disastrous ball of knots. I groan and reach up to untangle as many knots as possible. Thankfully, I have a hair band on my wrist. I quickly tie up my half detangled head. Then I strip out of my bright yellow dress, dropping it to the floor. 

I reach out, grabbing the black long sleeve shirt and slip it over my head. Thank goodness it's loose and covers my small baby bump. I hop over to the toilet and use that really fast. I stride over to the sink to wash my hands. After that, I grab the jeans and slip them on. They're a little snug, but that's expected seeing how small Greyson's mom is. I pick my dress up off the floor, fold it then march towards the door. I walk out, to find Greyson's mom sitting on the bed with the pile of clothes still next to her. 

She smiles up at me, stands, then reaches down to scoop up the pile. That's when I notice the pile is different. The skirts were removed and replaced with more jeans instead. Did she realize I blatantly skimmed over the skirts when I was searching for clothes?

She walks over to me, and hands me the pile. I scoop it into my arms.

"Thank you." She really is being super sweet. 

"No problem dear. Now, the pack house is a little full, so I hope you don't mind but you may have to stay in Greyson's room with him until we can find a spot for you."

"That's fine. Thank you very much." That's more than fine, that's perfect. I don't know why we're here, but I know Greyson left his pack because he was having problems with his family. I'm sure him and I will be leaving soon anyway. I really do need to talk to him...

His Mom is being so nice to me, and his Dad was really nice too. I don't want to like them, that will make leaving them that much harder. 

"Are you ready to go find Greyson?"

"Yes!" I eagerly respond. My cheeks blush a bit from the enthusiasm in my voice. Greyson's mom chuckles, she can't help the bright smile that spreads across her cheeks. 

"Well, it's nice to see how much you seem to like my son. It's refreshing... Do you want to know a little secret?" I nod my head. She motions her finger, luring me in closer. I lean my ear towards her a bit more. "I can tell he likes you just as much."

My eyes widen and I pull away from her. She giggles and walks towards the door, crossing my path. She opens it and steps into the hall. I stand there, stunned. I know Greyson likes me, but there's something especially heartwarming about his Mom knowing how much he like me too. It's like it's not a secret. 

"Are you coming, Dear?" 

"Of course." I hug the small pile of clothes to my chest and follow the petite brunette into the hall.