GRAYSON'S POV
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Pulling up to the Argent Pack's gate , I tighten my grip on the steering wheel as the guards walk up to my rolled down window . " Name ." the dark haired guard orders and I sigh . " Grayson , I need to talk about the alpha ." I request politely , sounding needy as if it were a life or death matter . The man raises his eyebrow at me . " You're banned from here , aren't you ?" He frowns , trick question -- he wants me to lie . " Yes , I am ." I nod and he nods back , " Give me a minute ." he steps away , taking his phone out . He talks for a few minutes before shoving his phone back into his pocket . " Go ahead ." he gestures towards the packhouse and I smile , stepping on the gas . Relief washed over me , I really thought they would turn me away . As I park in front of th
