James' POV
Over the course of two days Grace had most completely healed and I munched on an apple while watching her in a walking therapy session.
She is walking but she's just a bit off balance. I had requested a female therapist because my wolf couldn't control himself everytime the male therapist tried to help her.
"Alpha" a voice called out behind me catching my attention.
"Your parents requested your presence" he said.
"Tell them I'm busy"
"But it's important" he answered.
"Tell them I'm busy" I spoke through my teeth.
He moved out quickly without another word. I hadn't realized but graced walked towards me.
"I'm done for the day" she said and I smiled before standing.
I grabbed her bag and we started to make our way back to our room but of course we were disturbed.
"When I call you and I said it's important you have no right to choose whether you can come or not!" My father latched my shirt.
"It's my body I can choose where to put it" I said to him.
"You wouldn't have a body without my sperm" he angrily looked at me.
"And I wish it had been someone else's" I said back to him earning a punch.
All I saw next was my father flying all the way across the room then Grace fell to the ground.
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The Alpha's Omega
WerewolfOne Alpha, One Omega Quite the wrong mate yet it seems so right. There just no telling what can go down when an Alpha gets and Omega as a mate. Grace's fate as a Luna lies in the hands of the elders must I include her mother?
