“At three in the morning?” I asked, with a smirk.
“Well, are you going to go back to bed?”
“No.”
‘Then we have to do something productive.” Grayson turned around and walked back towards his house.
“What the hell are we going to plan about? I never said that I was going to help you.”
“You don't really have a choice.” Grayson growled.
“What's an Alpha?” I asked.
“The leader of the pack, the one who is in charge.”
“What pack are you in charge of?”
“Lupus Sanguine.”
“Wait, you’re in charge of the pack that killed the Queen? The pack that caused me to change Liam? The pack that tried to kill Cain and Charles?!” I growled. “There is no f*****g way that I am going to help you!”
“You have no choice!” He turned on me and we were inches apart.
“I have a choice! You can kill me before I w
