Rose
“Mummy are you sure?” Joey asks, looking at me with his big doe eyes.
“Yes I think.”
He tilts his head to the side, “Did you ask about what happened to Grandmother?”
I can’t believe I forgot about that. She pissed me off so much that I completely forgot about asking what happened to my mother.
“No I didn’t ask,” I say, my shoulders sagging.
“Let me go back Joey. Go and stay with your fathers. I don’t trust these witches and it’s best you stay close to your fathers.”
“My uncle and father,” he corrects and emphasizes on uncle.
I roll my eyes.
“Okay your uncle. I just don’t understand what it is with you and Lucious.”
“He doesn’t play games with me like Daddy Lysander,” he states, pouting his small lips and looking at the floor.
“You have to understand Joey that each wolf is d
