VASILLA ◇
I couldn't believe it. My grandfather was out of the coffin. Truly, I didn't know what he looked like. I have never seen my grandfather before. He was dead centuries apart from when I was born. I only heard stories about him.
I sat on the ground, studying him. His red eyes, the large biceps, his muscular body - he looked younger than my own father. Could he really be my grandfather?
But from the few spoken words, it didn't seem like my awoken grandfather knew me. He is ancient, isn't he supposed to sense that I am from his bloodline? Well, probably because I was weak and unsuitable.
"Get out before I slit your throat." Alpha Kylian said.
If that was an attempt to scare me away, it wouldn't work. Yes, he had held my neck twice and I could still feel the tight lingering pain
