Grayson
I stare at myself in the mirror ready to leave for Alpha James’s birthday celebration. I’ve worn a suit or tux more in the last month than I have in the past year. I wish I was walking Layla in with me, announcing to the world that she’s my Luna. I’ve dreamed of finding my mate since I came of age. Who knew I’d be watching her from the sidelines unable to claim her and fighting tooth and nail to not reject her.
I already told Caroline I was spending the night. To see Layla for just a few extra hours. Stupid I know. The longer I spend with her, the more I want to break this damned curse. Every interaction is painful in so many ways though. The screaming headache I get, the exhaustion from holding back the rejection words, and the bittersweet feeling I get seeing my mate but not a
