Layla’s POV
“She’s my sister”
Her sly smile lingered, as she stepped backwards, leaving me rooted to the damp floor, it wasn’t possible, and it came out totally odd, and unexpected.
I would have expected something else but that, the witches barely had contact with the wolves, we were unlinkable, the moon goddess couldn’t make such a mistake, she should be teasing me, beside she got great humor, right?
“Don’t think about it, it’s way beyond your understanding, focus on what’s more important, Dave to family my dear”
“What do you mean sister?” I asked, she held my chin close.
“There are tales not told in a day. Ask me another day”
My curiosity had the best of me, I wanted to know more, it was eating alive just standing there, with so many questions, so much unmatched clues over the y
