-Laylah-
As soon as I got far enough away from Andrew’s uncle, I stripped down, shifted, and carried my clothes in my mouth while I ran to the only place that I thought I’d be safe. There’s no way Alpha Robert won’t tell Michael or King Seth. f**k. I f****d up so badly.
I don’t even have to knock when I get there, because Grandma Cora is standing in an open doorway. “Ahh, I felt someone coming my way. You weren’t the one I expected, though. Why don’t you shift back and come in?”
I do as instructed, closing the door behind me. She’s already in the kitchen, making hot chocolate. Andrew had warned me about it, but I don’t mind. I actually love it, and I love her. I didn’t have a mom or a grandma growing up, and this is as close as I’ll probably ever get. Maybe I’ll be mated to so
