I have no clothes.

That's right, at this very moment I'm stood in Faye's closet in Greyson's giant fluffy bathrobe looking for an outfit for today.

I need my own clothes, a lot of Faye's clothes are too revealing for my taste. She can pull them off because she's gorgeous, and she looks stunning in them. But I just look like a figureless baby stripper when I try them on.

Standing there I ponder if this crop top would be too revealing even if I paired it with some high waisted shorts. The only thing I have to worry about is if my scars will show. Because heaven forbid my mark to heal scars.

"Damn girly, you've been here for two months and you still don't have any clothes to wear?" Faye walks in immediately picking me out an outfit.

"Well I don't know how I'm suppose to go to the store. It's not like I can just shift into a werewolf and run acres of land," I huff out crossing my arms.

She laughs handing me a plain black hoodie, and grey leggings. "Here, wear this." Ah she knows my style. "Look, we don't run everywhere we go. Sure it saves gas and what not, but we still have cars." She smiles as she readjusts her coral, tight crop top, paired with black short shorts. Ugh why can't I pull of an outfit like that?

That's right! Because I don't have the boobs and or butt to fill it.

And my scars would show.

"So," she continues. "We're going shopping today!" Faye says slightly jumping up and down. I smile widely at her, it took about damn time."Well go get ready!" She tells me giving me a little shove. "I'll be downstairs waiting."

As she leaves I almost don't want to get out of the warm rob Greyson has been lending to me. It reaches down to my ankles, and the arms pass my hands. But it still smells like him, I smile slightly. I gather the material in my hands giving it a sniff. I've always liked the way he smelt.

Quickly I run down stairs after brushing my long straight brunette hair, applying little amounts of mascara, and brushing me teeth. Finally I'm ready to get some clothes, clothes of my taste.

I meet in the kitchen where our little clique usually starts out the day together. Just eating breakfast, lunch, and sometimes dinner together. All of us finding something to talk about. But it mostly just falls back onto Greyson and I, saying that we show 'too much public affection.' Which for one, we don't. I make sure of that. Greyson on the other hand, would make out with me in front of everyone. He doesn't care.

"Good morning everybody," I smile setting myself into a seat across from Koda who's currently stuffing his face with sausage. He gulps it down like an animal, but to be fair he is half of one.

Sebastian walks behind me to gather a plate of his own, but he makes sure to ruffle my hair making it stick up. "Hey piglet," he smirks seeing how my hair has turned out.

Ever since he's heard my snort while laughing he's called me piglet. I slapped him hard on his chest the first time he called me that, but he just shrugged it off as if it was a baby hitting him.

Greyson wrapped his arms around me that day reassuring me it was cute, kissing my cheek sweetly. That had calmed me down, though I hated it anyways.

Speaking of Grey I haven't seen him in two whole days. I know that's not very long, but it feels long. Especially since I was in constant worry that Jared was going to come stalk me in the night like prey, and pounce. Faye and I had a little slumber parties since she saw the anxiety rising in my eyes.

But Greyson had to travel to a pack a state away. Their Alpha had just had a baby-the next Alpha in line. And apparently they are close friends with Greyson. I wanted to go with him, but he said he didn't want a lot of people to know he had a mate because if someone ever got mad at Greyson, they'd go after his human mate first.

At first I was offended, but then I thought about how I'd have no such power against any werewolf. Grey said there's Alphas that are ruthless out there.

I start to wrap my hair around my finger as everyone is too busy eating to talk. Though suddenly I feel strong arms wrap loosely around my neck from behind. Tingles and fireworks erupt from the spots we're making contact.

A large smile makes an appearance onto my lips, as Koda watches with a fond smile. I didn't think he was going to make it back until tonight. "I missed you so damn much," Greyson links so he doesn't get any interrupting gags from the audience around us.

He presses a small kiss as the base of my neck, the side where my mark isn't. Probably didn't kiss that side well because I wouldn't be able to resist the temptation to kiss him full out in front of everybody.

"I missed you too," I link him quietly.

In an instant he uses his speed to run around me, picking me up on his arms, and setting me back down in his lap. He cradles me in his arms as he buries his head into the crook of my neck. I hear him take whiffs of my scent, only making me roll my eyes slightly. "I've had withdrawals," he explains. This only making me giggle, as he pulls me closer to his body.

"I think our friends are getting sick of us."

He shakes his head, as I look over to Koda who's just staring down at his food awkwardly.

Only if he had someone.

"I don't care," he testifies. Of course he doesn't.

"Come on lovebird number one." Faye abruptly says, "Time to go." This makes Greyson's head snap up quickly. His eyebrows furrow as his eyes twinkle with confusion.

"Where are you going?" Absentmindedly he tightens his grip around me as if I was going to leave him forever.

I open my mouth to respond to him, but Faye beats me to it. "Shopping!" She says with almost too much enthusiasm. "Willa needs clothes of her own, brother." She smirks slightly shaking her head in disapproval.

He growls lowly, but Faye isn't affected by it at all. Not like all the other wolves are. When Greyson growls at a wolf, they instantly correct themselves and bow to their Alpha. But Faye? She brushes it off like a little puppy growled at her.

Placing my hands on his chest, his attention turns to me. He doesn't need to come shopping with us. He just got back from his trip, and I need to show some independence because if I keep going down this road I'll be only dependent on him.

So just as I was about to speak up he beats me to it, "I'm coming." He states.

This isn't a suggestion. This was more of an order. His voice was assertive and demanding. A voice that usually worked on wolves in his pack. But not me.

"Grey-" I start, but Koda interrupts me.

I almost send him a death glare until I hear what he says. "You can't. Lunar Pack's Alpha is coming for another meeting."

I feel my eyebrows furrow. The Lunar Pack, a pack that runs on an unfair ranking. A pack Grey told me to stay clear from. He says it ranges from a crazy Alpha and Luna, to blood thirsty barbarian warriors.

Greyson's already denied their request for help to take over more territory. What more do they want?

His eyes snap to Koda, tinting a darker blue. "We'll postpone it," he simply states it as if it was that easy. But news flash, it isn't.

"Greyson-" I try again.

"He's already on his way. You can't," Koda yet again interrupts me. This time I do send him a glare. I've been interrupted way too many times in the past few minutes.

Koda shrugs at me, giving me a faint smirk. I groan in annoyance making his smirk grow.

Suddenly Greyson's grip around me tightens immensely as a threatening growl erupts from deep in his stomach.

He's the Alpha, he doesn't like to be told what he can and cannot do. He's the Alpha wolf, the top command in the pack and when someone tells him what to do, it doesn't go over very well. Even if it is his best friend/Beta.

Koda stiffens slightly, sensing his word choice was used wrong. But he still makes eye contact with him, threatening eye contact almost like challenging Greyson. Frantically I look over to Faye, to Sebastian. But they're intently staring at Greyson and Koda to even notice me sitting between the two. They want to know the outcome just as much as I do. So I sit patiently, still in Grey's lap wanting to see what exactly they're doing.

I fiddle with the drawstring of my hoodie nervously as Koda narrows his eyes slightly. Obviously this is not a very wise decision on his behalf. Greyson releases another growl, it rumbles and echoes out of his lips. It rattles my bones and makes every hair stand on end. It makes me want to submit to him as my Alpha even though I'm not a wolf.

His canines bare telling Koda to back down, and that's exactly what he does. Koda's eyes finally release their challenging gaze, flickering up and down between Greyson and his plate full of food. That's until it stays planted on his plate. He whimpers slightly showing his submission to his Alpha, but I've had enough.

Without thinking I slap Greyson on his chest. This earns myself a surprised glance from Faye, I cringe mentally but I keep my stone facade. Greyson's growl stops abruptly with my hit. His head snaps down to me, his look almost threatening. But softening as he looks to me. Gold flakes in his oceanic blue eyes start to flicker in and out as Jax starts pressing to be let out. And if Jax does come out, I'll never go shopping.

Quickly I place my hands on his face, planting a quick kiss on his lips. I know he hungers for more as he tries to keep my head there, but I dodge quickly disconnecting our lips. Instead I rest my forehead on his, his eyes flutter close as do mine. "I'll be fine." I link him reassuringly, "I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself. It's just shopping, and Faye will be there. And you have a meeting to attend, you can't miss it just to go shopping with me." I stroke the fallen hair that fell upon his forehead as I pull back.

He slowly opens his eyes revealing their normal, beautiful blue color. I raise my eyebrow in question, and I see his walls tumbling at the seams behind his eyes. He groans, but smiles slightly. "Fine," he stretches it out reluctantly. I smile giving him a short hug, paired with giddy claps from Faye behind us.

As I pull back with my arms loosely wrapped around his neck, he frowns. It's not a deep frown, more like a thinking one. I bring my hands down to his chest as I reposition myself so I can look him in the face.

So I straddle him.

Slowly he reaches down to my hand, he pulls the ponytail holder off of my wrist and lets go of my hand. Placing my hands back on his chest he stares at me. I can't tell what he's feeling, what's spinning in that head of his.

But when he reaches up softly placing his fingers in my hair, I can't help but close my eyes in bliss. He combs through my long locks carefully so he doesn't snag any sudden knots in it.

Actually I might make a rain check on this shopping trip just so Greyson can play with my hair.

But alas, his angelic fingers stop and he pulls my hair into a low pony tail. Granted my hair still hangs just above my belly button.

He then grabs my hood pulling it over my head, managing to pull all of my hair into my hood. Now I look like a little boy with no hair.

Great.

Greyson can see my look of annoyance, and he smiles slightly. I know he knows what I'm thinking, I almost screamed it inside my head so he could hear. "You still look like a girl." He clarifies making me chuckle silently. "But, you might still be considered a missing person. If anyone recognized you, that'd cause a lot of trouble."

Oh yeah, I forgot I have an actual townie life that I left behind what feels like forever ago. That life sucked anyways, I'd much rather live this one. "So that means don't take down your hood," he grabs my head planting a kiss on my forehead. "Now go before I change my mind," he smirks slightly as he grabs my hips to help me down. A laugh escapes my lips as he does so.

Quickly I do what he says and get the hell out of the kitchen, but not before noticing Koda's head still bowed at the table.

Eh they'll be fine, they're best friends after all.

"Come on girly! It's shopping day!" Faye calls out, not acknowledging anything that happened with the whole Koda, Greyson situation. But I can't seem to get it off of my mind.

Faye and I pile into the car, I'm in the passenger seat while she take the driver's seat. My mind still on the event that just happened. I know it's probably not that big of a deal to other wolves, but it's a deal to me.

There's a conveniently placed path at the back of the house for cars. She quickly drives down it and we're on our way to town.

After a couple minutes of sitting silently while Faye plays music, I decide to speak up. "What is Grey going to do with Koda? You know after everything that just happened." I say a little awkwardly twiddling my fingers.

Faye glances as me for just a second before taking her eyes back to the road. A fond smile is placed upon her lips, "Koda's wolf often likes to challenge Grey." She starts out making my eyebrows furrow. "Staring into an Alpha's eyes for too long is a sign of disrespect," my eyes get large. I always stare into Greyson's eyes, am I disrespecting him?

I hear Faye laugh, "Except for mates that is. Stare into his eyes all you want girly, it's not disrespecting him if you do it." She clarifies making me release air that I've been holding in. "But Koda always tries to challenge Greyson like some boyish game. Though always in the end he's left bowing and submitting to Grey."

"But what does Greyson do with Koda now that he's submitting?" I find myself blurting out.

"Eh, he'll just walk over to him and clap his back and everything will go back to normal."

She states it as if it's nothing.

"Really?" I say shocked.

Faye nods, slightly shrugging. "They're best friends, it pains them to be mad at one another."

Faye and I go in many different stores. All of which I got many clothes at.

We had Greyson's card and Faye said that he's loaded. She also said if he gets mad about the amount of money we're spending, I can just flutter my eyes and he won't be anymore. 'The most important thing about mate bonds!' She said excitedly as we grazed through the first store. Now we're on store number four and my arms are aching from the amount of bags stringing from them.

But I search for clothes nevertheless.

While I study a navy blue sweater Faye comes up next to me, a few bags of her own in her hands. "Hey I see you're struggling," she laughs holding out her hand. "I'm going to take the bags out to the car. Meanwhile try on that sweater." I give her the bags, relieving my arms from their pain.

She walks away from me carrying the bags as if they're nothing, "You're the best!" I call after her, and she holds up a thumbs up as she walks out of the door.

I do as she says and walk to the dressing rooms to try on the sweater.

Quickly I tuck a fallen hair into my hood. I haven't made eye contact with anyone since we've been here. I've said the occasional thank you if someone held the door for me. But Faye's done all the talking while I look shamelessly to the floor. I don't ever want to be found. I don't ever want to go back to my step Father, not now. Not ever.

Sure at first I didn't want to cause any trouble and just turn myself in. But as I've grown closer to the pack, it's my home more than my house ever was.

Suddenly as I walk out of the dressing room I impact with a hard wall, you know since I wasn't paying attention. I quickly figure out that the wall is in fact a person as they grunt with the force of me running into them.

I fall backwards stumbling over my feet, in the process my hood falls off exposing my long chestnut hair. I gasp as my back harshly hits the ground knocking all the air from within my lungs.

Damn, this person literally came out of nowhere.

Hearing a thud before me I know they've fallen down too.

I soon notice that my face is exposed to all video cameras, a people who happen to pass by me. No one can know who I am, no one can know where I am.

Quickly I sit up trying my best to tuck all of my hair into my hood, but I still know I have a few pieces sticking out.

I glance over to the person who I bumped into, to give them a quick apology before getting the hell out of there. But when I do, it feels as if my breath has got up and left like it did when I fell. My stomach flips and turns, as my heart crushes at the sight.

I'm frozen, completely and utterly frozen. Maybe from fear, or how much the world hates me. "Willa?" He says crawling quickly towards me. Tears well up in my eyes as I harshly push off the ground, not looking back.

Not looking back to this bastard who has the audacity to softly speak my name. To say it as if he still loves me. Well news flash, I don't love him.

I run and run, just like before. Not knowing where I'm going, but running away from everything I fear.

I feel like I've almost gotten away once I enter the parking garage. Maybe Faye will be in here. But I'm not sure, there's many parking garages in this vicinity. But then I feel him grab my waist almost too harshly.

He yanks me back, turning me around, and throwing me over his shoulder in one swift movement. No, no this can't be happening.

I pound my hands on his back, flailing in his hold. "Greyson," I link him helplessly.

"Willa what's happening?" Greyson's concerned voice pops into my head almost instantly.

Tears stream down my face, I don't want him touching me. I don't want him to even look at me. "Jack," I respond quietly.