Keith
My morning starts by being rudely woken up by my evil little sister. As she jumps on the bed and me... mostly me... I wince as my wounds are still sore. "Hurry up!" Gracie orders me like I'm nothing more than a servant and frowns down at me. "No going out today. You must play with Gracie!"
I groan and try to get up without pushing her away. Nothing about her is cute and sweet. "I have to train," I say and get out of bed. "I also have work to do so no, I can't play with you at all." It isn't easy being the son of the Alpha after all. "You are friends with everyone so... just play with them already."
Gracie pouts and jabs me in the side hard. It takes all I have not to yelp in pain. Reason number a hundred and ten as to why Gracie isn't an angel like everyone believes her to be: she
