Author's note: Everyone that has sex is 18+, this takes place just after Gary talks to Taylor about the family curse and will finish in the middle of the dinner. The next chapter will have some overlap and it's okay because its my story.
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Greg's POV:
"Today is Taylor's birthday, why am I carrying all these presents again?" Greg starts thinking to himself, "Oh yeah because mom and the girls want to welcome her to the pack without the rest of the pack... or something like that."
"Hey!" Greg hears from behind him, "Wait for me doofus..."
Rolling his eyes Greg waits for his younger brother Logan who's also carrying a huge load of presents from their mom and sisters, that are a few feet behind behind them along with their dad. Gordon who's the pack Alpha which makes Greg the Alpha Heir.
"Logan, if you weren't so short then you'd be able to keep up with me." Greg teases, being 6 foot 3 inches had it's advantages. "What are you anyway? Like 3 foot 11 inches?"
"Shut up!" Logan yells, "I'm actually 5 foot 11 inches thank you very much!"
"Bro..." Greg chuckles as Logan heads in the wrong direction.
"WHAT?!" Logan says as he turns.
"This way...?" Greg suggests smiling, "You never did have a good sense of direction."
"DUDE!"
Everyone starts laughing because it's semi-true. As they're walking Greg can't help but worry about who his mate is going to be, the medallion in his pocket starts to feel heavier the closer they walk towards the Dickson homestead. Earlier today he had decided to wrap it up and didn't understand why, upon reaching the door he is barely able to ring the bell because of his wolf pacing back and forth.