Addicted to their Love

Chapter 11 Greyson

Greyson p.o.v.

" But aren't you going to reject her?", Ethan said, making me look at him. How the hell he knew it?

Mother sighed beside me noticing my sudden reaction, " Mr. Johnson told me about that deal...you're going to reject her when she gets strong enough to bear that pain.", she said, tilting my head towards her, amber eyes staring back at my emerald ones." So, technically she is not your mate, it's nothing to do with her, it's all business."

Business of course...I know where this all is going, another reason I don't want to recall my memories.

" So...what do you think?"

I just stared at her, but couldn't even recognize her...right now she looked exactly like my greedy psychotic father.

" Ethan already talked to Mr. Johnson and we can't say no now anyway...", Mother added and I just snickered. They already planned everything, didn't they?

I removed that muffler and threw it away, feeling suffocated all of a sudden, suffocated by my own mother.

Is it possible to be trapped without a cage...to get choked without a leash...to feel a hole inside your mind without a wound?

That's exactly what I am feeling right now. I thought they had caged me when I was a wolf, but no...they actually caged me now, in my human form without any chains, just with their pathetic emotions.

Mother touched my hands, trying to comfort me, but I jerked her hand away. What the f**k she is even thinking!

That man had already lost his wife and now she wanted to send me there, and I know exactly for what...the same reason Dad had gone to that town seven years ago.

" I know you don't like that plan and now when your mate is in that pack..."

" I don't want to hurt her mother...or anyone else in that pack.", I interrupted, glaring at her. I don't like shouting at her but I don't want to walk on that same path as my father...that destructive path, which only brought misery to everyone.

We became the largest and strongest pack, but with what cost...

She looked at me in disbelief, shaking her head like I'd said something stupid.

" You are getting attached to her, didn't you...", she said softly, " Greyson, try to understand it's just because of the mating bond, it meant nothing. She was just ten when you met her..."

" So what?", I snapped, making her press her lips together. She is looking at me as if I lost my mind.

I know how wrong this all sound...No one gets that young mate ever. When we turn sixteen we eventually met our mate, usually in a Mating ritual which held every year.

Mates are like souls for each other...when a werewolf is born their mate is born together with them, somewhere close or anywhere far, but on the same date, same time. The animal inside of us couldn't survive without a mate, that's why werewolves usually die or get ill or got mad after their mate died.

They are supposed to breathe and die together...it feels like torture to me though.

Getting dependent on someone else like that, it's pathetic...just like I got dependent on her, the problem is that she is too f*****g young for me and I think she gonna think of me like a sick pervert if I even get close to her.

And not just werewolves but humans will also think of me as a sick person. She is seventeen and I'm f*****g twenty-eight for god's sake. This is so wrong.

Mother cupped my face, snapping me out of my dark thoughts, her eyes looked at me in pain and for a moment I felt that same warmth in her as I used to feel years ago but then, she opened her mouth.

" Look I don't want to fight with you...but this pack needs a Luna..not some teenage girl. "

I removed her fake comforting hands from my face, and leaned back on my chair," I know it...why do you think I agree with uncle Johnson.".

" Yeah...and then you disappear for seven long years.", She countered, raising her sharp brow at me, " You should have rejected her the second you found out that she was your mate...but her father had manipulated you. That man had already ruined us enough..."

I growled as she said those words. Why the f**k everyone kept imagining things on their own...

She flinched as my eyes stared at her sternly, the tension around us is so thick that I could literally bite it with my teeth. " It's not his fault, that was my own decision."

" To live like an animal...", She scoffed.

I shook my head and looked away. There is no use in saying anything, she will never understand why I decided to live in a forest instead to be here in this f*****g city and hell hole of a mansion.

" We all are animals here, mother." l mumbled lowly, staring out of the window beside me, darkness surrounding this white marble mansion, like it surrounded that forest.

The difference is just that this darkness looks scary and that one felt soothing...or maybe it was her heartbeats that used to calm me.

Even when I was alone there, I never really felt alone. And here with my pack and with my family and my mother, it felt as if I am the only one breathing here, everyone else feel like living corpses.

" Grey, my son...look at me.", Mother suddenly cupped my face, forcing me to look at her when I didn't reply to her or Ethan. She smiled gently caressing my head, " As I said before, I don't want to fight you. I am just asking you to do this one thing for your pack...for your mother. All I had suffered..."

" Fine...", I interrupted, didn't want to hear that all again. She f*****g knew my weakness and even though I knew she always used her past to manipulate me, I still let her do that.

Because at last...she became like this because of me, if only I'd never been born.

After making me agree on whatever s**t she, or should I say my father was conspiring before dying, she told me what to do. How I will going to 'help' uncle Johnson to get rid of rogues and vampires without making Hunters involve and how I'll 'take care' of his family business.

She told me all that s**t but neither she nor Ethan...or my dead father had planned anything about controlling myself. Did they even think how I'm going to live in the same house with my mate and with this f*****g hard d**k of mine? Even thinking about her made me hard.

How am I supposed to work there with her wandering around in that knee-length socks and short white skirt of hers? I'd seen her six months ago and f**k those blue eyes of hers.

My wolf has no ethics, the animal inside of me doesn't give a damn that she is ten years younger than me, and still is a kid to me, even though she certainly didn't look like one anymore.

All my wolf has known is that she is our mate, she is mine, his...ours to claim and he will not going to stop until we have her. I have no f*****g idea how will I control myself.

Grey is getting impatient with each passing day as if he was waiting all these years for her and now when we can finally have her, I ran away. He was angry at me for doing that, but not anymore.

My wolf rarely talks, but I can feel him, unlike me, he is way too ready to go back there and claim what's mine.

" Good night...", Mom suddenly stood up and pecked my head.

What...I blinked up at her, are they done talking, already? I didn't even hear half of the things. Great.

I held her hand when she was about to go. Mother stopped, standing beside me as my eyes found her dark amber eyes at me, darker than this night. " You changed so much.", I mumbled, peering up at her.

She just smiled, caressing my head lovingly, and suddenly I felt more guilty for leaving her alone with that monster.

" Seven years was a long time Greyson, look around you everything is changed. ", she whispered back in that old soft soothing voice of hers, making me look around the house...white marble floor shining like a diamond, walls that used be red, are now pure white...broken things were replaced by fancy looking sculptures and painting.

And house which used to be echoed in screams is now left in silence...A screaming haunting silence.

Mother cupped my cheek, and tilted my head towards her eyes, her other hand still caressing my hair, " Even you are changed, Greyson.", she said, and with that Mother left...leaving me here with my own unfamiliar reflection staring back at me from the dark window glass.

Same green eyes staring back at me, but except these eyes...everything seems changed. My cheeks are covered in a light beard now, my body looked huge, and my face looks sharper...more like a man's. Because I am a man now, not that twenty-one years old boy.

I can't even recognize my own f*****g face anymore... was seven years that long?

I felt a hand on my shoulder and abruptly turn around, finding Ethan still sitting beside me at the dining table. His brown eyes looked at me with concern, blond hair messy as he looked too tired to even awake.

" Don't stress yourself, you know I am here for you, right?", he said softly, " I am not going anywhere, not this time."

" I know, Ethan", I murmured, staring back at him.

Ethan had run away the day before I met my mate. He was my only friend here, but he couldn't tolerate what my father was doing so he left, without even telling me. That's why I was too f*****g sad that day, and then I met my kid mate and everything just fall apart.

I knew Ethan still blaming himself for my condition. But it's not the case, my mind was already broken...I was already broken.

Fuck, I don't want to think about that. Maybe I should ask him what's more important than my f****d up mind.

Clearing my throat, I glance at him. " Did...did she know...", I asked, getting nervous all of a sudden, " that I am moving in with her...in her packhouse I mean."

" Who Luna...?

I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply, that's the last word I want to listen to. It made me feel more...more close to her, made me feel that she is mine, my luna. And my wolf is wiggling its tail inside my head. He liked it, he f*****g loved it. Bastard.

" She has a name, Ethan."

" Yes, she has...but until she didn't reject you or you didn't reject her, she is our Luna.", he chimed, looking too happy with himself.

" She is a kid...", I mumbled, not meeting his gaze. f**k, it feels weirdly awkward, talking about a seventeen-year-old mate with my best friend.

I rubbed my face with my hand, sighing deeply, " Whatever...", I rasped, " Did she know, I am coming?"

" I don't think so, her father said he will tell her when she returns from school...", he replied, " She had a test today...in school."

" You are enjoying this, aren't you?", I growled.

Ethan laughed as I glared at him, he was deliberately pressing the word school. Stupid. Shaking my head, I stood up feeling sleepy and tired.

" Do you want me to send someone to your room...", he asked, following me like a good pet...I mean beta.

" When are we leaving?"

Grey, my wolf started howling inside me as soon as I asked that...he is angry because I am considering Ethan's offer. I could feel my nails plugging out...he is trying to take control of my body, but obviously couldn't...not yet, I don't know how much I can control him. If he will come out now, he will rip apart Ethan for sure.

Grey is scared and angry and sad at the same time. He doesn't like when I f****d other women. But what I'm supposed to do...I thought maybe if I f****d someone else, I'll stop thinking about her. That doesn't work...yet.

" Tomorrow morning, why?", Ethan asked and I nodded, climbing the clean white stairs, stainless, bloodless. Even these stairs are changed.

" So, you want me to send Kristina or Gloria...how about Sydney, she told me you even let her sleep in your bed."

" No, she passed out.", I rolled my eyes, remembering that f****d up night, " And it wasn't my bed, it was yours. I changed the sheets though...your welcome."

Ethan banged his head on my back, if I wasn't his Alpha, he would have punched me for using his room like some cheap motel. Hell, he would have kicked me, for sure.

I opened my room, glancing back at his still pouty face, " We are leaving early in the morning?", I asked and he nodded. " Then don't send anyone.", I said.

" Maybe I should just sleep tonight."

Because I am sure as hell, I can't sleep from tomorrow, under that same roof as her...not unless I am sleeping beside her, or above her.

I am f****d.