Chapter 53
After my encounter with Lilly, I sulked back to the kitchen. It was midafternoon and I decided it was a good enough time to drink as ever. Rummaging through the pantry I pull out five bottles of the strongest brand vodka a wolf could buy. It was a beautiful shimmery grey color because it contained flecks of silver to help intoxicate a wolf faster. Setting the bottles on the counter I grab a glass and pour out a hefty amount. Setting the bottle aside I order in Chinese for the house. It was easier than finding someone to cook today. A few hours pass me by, and I had just finished my second bottle. Laying my head down on the cool countertop I hear a giggle. Jerking my head up I frown and grumble, “Oh, it’s just you Victoria.” She smirks and sits beside me on the stool, “Who were you expec
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