Barbie.
" You have a beautiful house." Zahara commented. She's actually prettier in person. Hard to believe she's Ryder's mom. She wore a vintage fitting dress with a pearl necklace hanging around her neck.
" I know my son hasn't told you much about me. He likes keeping things on the low, fearing that someone might try to harm me.He's very lucky to have you."
We sat underneath the gazebo shade, sipping a cold glass of wine.
"It was hard to tell he's your son, you look very young."
" Thank you. I had my son's at the age of seventeen and eighteen. A young single mom struggling to make ends meet. I used to belong to a pack, the BlackMoon. They were black magic intolerant, so I had to do it low-key. It was my only way to make a living. My parents were poor and sick from working in
