Derek POV “So who is her uncle?” Alexandria asks as we walk back to her room. “The king” I simply reply and she stops dead in her track with mix of feelings on her face, worry, anxious but mostly anger. “What? Not a fan of the man?” I try to inquire. “That would be the understatement of the century” she reply and I got no information from that answer, why isn’t this one of the times that she blurts important s**t out? “So, is it a hunters werewolves thing or there is more to it” I try and ask again. “More like a Salvatore alpha king thing” she says and I still got nothing. “So it’s a family thing… you never talk about your family” I just notice. “Neither do you” she says shrugging then starts walking again. “What are you talking about, you met my family, you talk with them everyda

