Chuck's POV:
They were all staring at me with curiosity taking over their faces. I will choose Vanessa a million times, and I will have to fulfill my dreams of ruling the pack as did my grandfather.
Choosing between them would never be an option and I would never let that happen.
I took Nessa's hand in mine and gave it a gentle squeeze, forcing a smile to appear on her face even though she was trying not to smile too much in the serious conversation we were having.
I could feel hard glares thrown at me, boring holes into my skin and I needed no one to tell me who they were coming from. Charles.
"I will never let go of Vanessa, neither will I let go of my dream. No matter what happens, I'll hold Nessa's hand till the end."
Miss Greyson stared at us for a while with her face laced
