⚜ Nina’s P.O.V. ⚜
I was silent as Grayson entered the pack house. There were many people moving from here to there, decorating, conversating… it was almost overwhelming if I hadn’t known how to block out the rest of the noise.
I wasn’t silent because I was nervous or scared- though I certainly was intimidated by their numbers, it didn’t faze me when I thought of the werewolves I’ve killed in the past. I was silent because I was observing their interactions- Grayson’s mom, who I learned was named Diana, doted all over her son in a clingy and possessive manner. She basically ignored my every attempt to talk, speaking over me with a façade of ignorance of what she purposely did.
Grayson didn’t seem to notice, his lips smiling up as he listened attentively to what she would say. I stopped
