Grace's POV
I huffed and jumped down landing on my two feet and earning gasps from nearby pack members.
My mate took a step towards me but stopped at the growl of his father. He looked back and was about to charge at him but my voice stop them.
"Please cut it out" I said they looked at me.
"You keep frightening your Luna and mother and I just don't want to be here separating two grown ass alpha wolves" I said and started to leave until I heard a cry.
Turning back I met face to face with James' wolf and jumped in fright.
"Ah!" I yelp stepping back. The wolf moved closer and nuzzled me against my arm.
I touched it's head and kissed it's fur before going inside and back into the house ignoring how people were watching me. I took a shower and then went down with the plate of breakfast where I got bombarded with questions.
"What are you?"
"Who are you?"
"Where are you from?"
"Can you teach me how to do that?"
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A/n :Yes it's a bit short. I apologise. I've been busy over the Christmas holiday.
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The Alpha's Omega
WerewolfOne Alpha, One Omega Quite the wrong mate yet it seems so right. There just no telling what can go down when an Alpha gets and Omega as a mate. Grace's fate as a Luna lies in the hands of the elders must I include her mother?
