Oh God. Did you realize that you almost sound like a âstalkerâ? And I actually have two younger brothers. But one of them, you really donât want to meet.
*For a moment, Grayson actually thought that she was doing to fall down and with a swift move, he caught her. Realzing that she was only playing, the werewolf rolled his eyes and without warning, he lifted her from the floor and slung over his shoulder before he started to walk away.* Time for you to go home.
Why? Is he like, 12? Or verging on a psychopath or something. Im sure their both nice.
*Silver squealed when Grayson caught her and swiftly swing her up over his shoulder, lightly hitting her fists against his back in protest.* No, what are you doing, put me down! Put me down! *she said through fits of laughter,struggling to squirm from Grayson's grip.*












