It was a cool evening in the Greyer Pack. The sky was a deep blue, dotted with the first stars of the night. A gentle breeze rustled through the trees around the palace, carrying the scent of pine and something sweet, like blooming flowers. Inside
In Cassie's room, time seemed to slow down. She was still trying to understand what had just happened with Daisy. Daisy had asked to be friends, and Cassie, almost without thinking, had said yes. Just a simple "sure."
“Thanks Cassie, sorry we had a rough start," Daisy had smiled, and then walked out of the room, leaving Cassie alone again.
Cassie was stunned. She sat on the edge of the huge bed, her mind racing. She went over the conversation again and again.
Was Daisy really sorry? Or was it all an act? She just couldn't figure it out. Ma
