"Babe, come." Z says.
I do not question it and accompany him.
"What?"
"Draven is calling."
"Ah. Okay."
Smells so good in the kitchen, they made stuffed chicken.
"I need help, and we are the family members." Draven says without me asking.
"Fine, but I'm a weakling. You three do the heavy lifting."
I end up carrying the salad. How fitting.
Every human, except Maria is halfway drunk by the end of the dinner.
Even Mia that is a pretty heavy drinker.
"So tell me the truth Azazel, you just put them under you and make whatever you want, right? Forbes whisper yells into Z's ear.
I snort.
"Morgana."
"Hey Bossy boy. Why do you call her Morgana? She's Morgan, just Morgan, no A needed at the end."
"He's traditional Mia. My name comes from the form Morgana. We just dropped the a eventual
