Vavara POV
“I’ve never seen so much food in my life,” Efim said. The table was covered with all kinds of food.
“Did you think there’d be anything less at the Alpha King's palace?” Toras asked as he rolled his eyes.
Alek pulled out a chair for me and sat next to me.
“Gabriel I don’t know why you insisted on me eating in here. You know how I fee-“ a woman’s voice cut off and my eyes fell on her. She looked very similar to me, except she had dark brown hair and green eyes. Where did I get my hair? If it wasn’t for my father.. he has almost black hair. And it wasn’t from her.. so, who was it from?
“Vavara?” She asked. Her voice was shaky as she inched closer to me, squinting her eyes to see if I was really there or if her eyes were deceiving her.
“That’s my name, yes,” I replied. I fel
