Page 86 of Alpha Gray

“You two go,” I say, wriggling my hand out of Shay’s grasp and looking from her to Brooke. “I’m gonna hit the restroom quick.”

Brooke darts me a glance and I chuckle softly, shaking my head. “I’ll be right behind you! Promise.”

I love my sister, but sometimes she’s a little codependent. Especially in social situations because she’s more of an introvert.

I turn on a heel, meandering through the bar patrons to the dimly lit hallway in the back that houses the restrooms. I must be batting a thousand, because as soon as I round the corner for the hallway, my wolf perks up and a familiar, intoxicating scent hits my nose.

Gray.

He’s just come out of the men’s restroom and as soon as he sees me, he stops in his tracks, his eyes glittering gold.

I momentarily freeze, too- I wasn’t expecting to run into him like this, but I’m definitely not complaining. I quickly regain my composure, smirking a little as I strut in his direction.

I’m wearing another sinfully short skirt tonight and Gray’s eyes fly right to my long legs, raking up over my body as I approach.

“Hi,” I breathe as I stop in front of him, our eyes connecting again.

Gray doesn’t say a word- he just reaches out and threads his fingers into the back of my hair at the base of my neck, pulling me into him. He crushes his lips over mine, his tongue darting into my mouth, kissing me with such feverish urgency that my knees buckle. My head’s spinning a little bit when he suddenly pulls away, glancing past me tenuously.

I get my bearings a little bit, pushing at his chest with my palms. “Are you crazy?” I hiss, darting a glance back over my shoulder. The coast is clear, but Gray’s being reckless.

He smirks, reaching out to run the backs of his fingers along the curve of my jaw, trailing them down my neck, between my breasts, and down my belly. “Seeing you dressed like this?” he murmurs. “Yeah, maybe a little.”

Gray tries to grab me by the waist to pull me into him again, but my hands fly down to his, pushing them away. I feel my cheeks heat in a blush. “Not here,” I whisper, throwing my eyes wide in warning.

“Baby…” he growls, reaching out for me again.

I swat his hand away, rolling my eyes with a smile. “Down, boy.”

I breeze past him to the door of the ladies’ room, glancing back as I push it open. Gray’s still staring my way and he lets out a heavy sigh, reclining back on the wall and folding his arms across his chest.

I’m grinning from ear to ear as I slip into the restroom. Sure, that little interaction in the hallway was risky, but something about it feels so damn validating, like Gray can’t stop himself from pouncing on me at every opportunity. I’ve never felt so sexy, so desired.

I should know by now that whenever I’m riding a high like this, it’s bound to come crashing down. I’m at the sink washing my hands when I hear the bathroom door swing open, and I glance up in the mirror to see who came in. Of course, it’s the last person I want to see right now- fuckingHannah.

Her eyes meet mine in the mirror as the door swings closed behind her.

“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me,” I mutter under my breath, turning off the faucet and reaching to pull a paper towel out of the dispenser.

Hannah’s just standing there, staring at me with her mean little eyes as I dry my hands.

“What?” I finally ask, spinning to face her.

Hannah takes a step toward me, her nostrils flaring.

“Still trying to sleep your way onto the squad, huh?” she mutters, staring daggers through me.

I roll my eyes, tossing the paper towel into the wastebasket. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“No? I cansmellhim on you, Fallon,” Hannah sneers. “Myalpha.”

My wolf pushes forward. Even though I know Gray’s technically Hannah’s alpha, I don’t like her saying that he’sheranything.

“Whatever,” I scoff, starting for the door. Hannah sidesteps, placing herself between the door and me and I let out an exasperated sigh. “What’s your fucking problem, Hannah?”

“You’re my problem,” she snaps. “You’ve been in my way since the beginning, and you’re the reason I got cut today.”

“Oh my god, I tried to be your friend!” I throw my eyes wide, shaking my head in disbelief. “You’re the one who decided to start picking at me one day, decided to start hating me.”

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